What Is Your FAVORITE Memory of Your Mother?

Honestly, I don't have any. It does make me happy to see so many other woman do have good memories, though. All my good memories come from my father.

There are many things, nice memories of my mom (she passed away just on last December), but the best memory I have, I always remember that she never, never got angry or mad at anything! She was calm and so patient, she gave peace and smile to everyone. She never lost her temper...I always asked:"how?"..and she used to say:"It is just my way of being, I don't feel the need to be right and win an argument all the time, I don't think things get easier just getting mad at them or getting mad at people, or situations I cannot control" Even though, she was not a follower, she was always a leader wherever she went....
She was firm, though, but she never, never lost her temper. She loved music and being with people around her. She was so loved by family members and friends. Totally true, she was a very special person. I wish to have her temper, things would be so much easier....

when I was little, she did this sweet sort of game, tracing our faces, going over each part, "little eyebrow, little eye brow, little nose, little cheeks... finishing with little "eee" little "eee"," while tickling our necks and ears. Meh, making me tear up, we dont talk, I guess I still love & miss her.

All of them. :)

The time my mom sewed an entire wedding parties dresses, then used the money to go on a shopping spree with me. I put on a fashion show for her later that day (with the clothes she had bought me)and during it she gave me a really strange look and said 'you are growing up too fast".She died a week later. But that look she gave me, i see it in my face when i hear my oldest say something wayyy too mature,or when i notice the baby fat disappearing off of my two year old.

I dont have one big memory.....just bunches of little ones....you see, my mother is a "patter". What I mean is that she "pats" people, mainly, little kids. She can't help herself!!!! For those who cant invision, if you are giving a hug, and while hugging, that person pats you repeatedly on the back in a friendly way...thats a "patter". Sadly, I am also a patter. BUT, as my sister and I say, "keep your kids safe!!!" if they are cute, my Mother might just pat the hell outta them!!!!!
The woman needs to be stopped!!! She might just hurt somebody!!! ;)

Dont EVEN get me started when she gets to "kissin'" on those kids!!!! (thats after the patting has subsided)

My favorite memory of my mother was when she fixed my hair. She'd braid it, or put it in multiple ponytails, or put in curlers and brush it out. She did NOT have a knack for fixing hair and I remember catching a glimpse of myself in a mirror and noticing that my 2 ponytails were pointing in diffferent directions, one up and the other off to the side. But she was a faithful mommy and never let me leave the house with bedhead. I always had a "do", even if it was a little lopsided.

This is an easy one for me...when my first child was born (20 years ago!), I had to come home from the hospital without her because she was in the NICU, which was so sad and difficult for me. My mom had come up from Florida to be with me. When I arrived home, I found our apartment spotless, the baby's basinette put together, meals ready to go in the refrigerator, and best of all, clean and ironed sheets on my bed with chocolates on the pillow. She made me feel so special and pampered and loved at that moment - I will never ever forget it. Miss her so much...

I have two that really stick out. The first time we took a family trip to DisneyLand, my mom didnt tell us we were going. She went and bought us outfits brand new for every day while we were gonna be gone. My little sister had just turned two. When she came and got us from school I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Little did I know that mom was super excited and felt the same way!!! Anyways, So we get to Cali. We spent the next four days wearing bright yellow Ponchos!! It poured cats and dogs!! She refused to let that get us down though! It was the best time ever.

My second was, every time there was ice skating on tv, I would be mesmerized. I was convinced I could do what they were doing. I was in ballet..so, why not?? She would pull the kitchen table off the vinyl floors and sit and watch me ''practice'' I would try and do jumps, spins and flips. I thought I was amazing. Since I was already in ballet, there was no way she would or could pay for ice skating lessons. Chances are I would have quit anyways. Ballet was my life. But, that didnt stop her from watching me become the best vinyl floor jumper this side of Federal Way!!!

My mom had to make up for alot of my dads poor behavior. She also worked full time, with the government. When she found out she was Pregnant at 44 with my little sister, I saw her go through a field of emotions. She has been the rock of stability, my dad could never offer. There are so many amazing things she has done, to make sure we never stopped laughing, loving and feeling safe and loved. Now that she has retire and gone back to get her teaching degree, she can spread the love she has to other kids. Kids who dont get it at home! she is exactly who I strive to be as a mom, wife, sister friend and daughter. Not a day goes by that I am not glad she is my mama!!

Singing "Billy Boy" in our tiny kitchen while heating up spaghetti o's for me and Winnie the Pooh. Playing piano at Grandma's house. Her eyes sparkling when she had a trick up her sleeve. And since my family wasn't very touchy feely, I do remember when I was sick in 2nd grade with bronchitis and she rocked me in the rocking chair in the middle of the night. Taking me to the OLD library downtown and telling me about her going when she was my age....we put on gloves in the upstairs floor to handle the really old stuff. A good day.

oooh i have more than one....

i loved walking into the house after school when she had been cooking chocolate chip cookies!!!

I loved her making fried chicken saturday night so we could go to the beach sunday morning after church...

she went to the mother daughter dance with me in high school...
when i got married the first time - she went with me to pick out my gown and we had sooo much fun...we laughed, we cried...

playing with her in the pool - water fights.......

cooking with her.....

not just one.....there isn't much about thinking of my mom that doesn't make me smile or laugh!!

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oooh i have more than one....

i loved walking into the house after school when she had been cooking chocolate chip cookies!!!

I loved her making fried chicken saturday night so we could go to the beach sunday morning after church...

she went to the mother daughter dance with me in high school...
when i got married the first time - she went with me to pick out my gown and we had sooo much fun...we laughed, we cried...

playing with her in the pool - water fights.......

cooking with her.....

not just one.....there isn't much about thinking of my mom that doesn't make me smile or laugh!!

my favorite memory of my mom was when we would go on this bus trip that lasted all night to another country to see her mom, my grandma. My siblings never wanted to go because where my grandma lived was too far away. my grandma was alone,lived with my sick aunt. I loved her mom, and my mom loved me for my love for her mom. even though the time at grandma's was 'boring' nothing to do, barely any food, i loved the warmth in that dark small space she lived. i remember when my grandma would walk us back to bus station, she would sit on a rock and cry. my mom would go back too many times to hug her, me tagging along with her. that on the bus my mom would become silent, and cry, hiding tears from me. the silence between us was very comfortable. very loving. she was an awesome person to travel with. she was afraid to travel alone on a bus and was very happy to have me with her. i have lots of memories of my mom, but my dearest are the ones connected to my grandma. my grandma was run over by a military truck. i don't think my mom ever got over her death. she felt guilt that she left the country and left her mom. isn't life strange. years later, i left my country and my mom.

There's sooo many! My mama was a go getter. Loud and fun! It can still see her sitting in the recliner playing her game boy with her headphones on singing to the top of her lungs. She always put us first no matter what. What I wouldn't give to hear her voice. The thing that I miss the most was her smell. She wore youth dew perfume and wore alot of it! Anytime I smell that it makes me smile! She was a wonderful woman gone way too soon.

She is a reader. When we came to the table she would tell us about the book she was reading. About the time I was 10 I picked up the book while she was at work. She made a reader out of me and all the rest of my siblings. She was also a writer and she inspired me to write as well.

hhhmmmm....sad to say, but I don't really have one. :o( I am an only child and my grandparents took care of me until I was almost 5. Then my mom worked nights so I stayed full time with a babysitter. My mom never really "did" anything with me but I could go on and on about how great my memories with my grandparents were. :o)

I have a ton and still making new favorite memories of my mom.

Taking bike rides, camping, my parents were the parents that were always playing outside with us and the neighborhood kids. I always thought that was so cool. Now my husband and I play outside with our kids and the neighborkids.

my mom singing

I loved when my Mom taught at my school. I loved to sit at her desk and pretend I was a teacher. I especially loved all her stickers.

When my Mom opens a pop she leaves the tab sticking straight up, so I always knew which one was hers. She'd pour it into a little glass with ice and my middle brother and I loved to sneak a sip.

My Mom and I would get up early and go up to my Grandma's (her Mom). We'd pick up Grandma and take her to visit my Great Grandmother (her Mom) at the nursing home. Then we'd go out to lunch, just us girls.

My Mom drove my brothers and I down to Gulf Shores,FL for Spring Break one year. My Dad met us later because of work. In the car she let us compete to see who could make the tallest Bugles (chips) tower.

Stories at bedtime. Nobody read a book out loud like my mom!

Making clothes peg dolls out of those big chunky wooden clothes pegs we used to get and if she was going out with my dad for the night and my friends were there, they all used to say "Your mom is the prettiest mom in the street, she is always smiling!!" She would have been in her late 30's - hoping I have her genes!! :-)

one of my favorites is when i was 6, driving to florida (1000 miles) with my parents in a teeeeny tiny truck called the chevy luv. it was in our family for years. smallest truck in the world i think! lol. but i have some memories of that trip (hazy ones) and i treasure them. they had a bag of brach's pick a mix candies, and we had "contests" to see how long we could keep a hard candy in our mouths. there was an 8 track deck in the dash of that truck and some commercial had a bull snorting super loud and she told me there was a bull in there...lol. wierd that i remember that. and riding mr. toad's wild ride at disney and freaking out, letting go of the fake "steering wheel" and screaming, "YOU DRIVE MOMMY!!!" hehehe.

but the best thing about my mom is how many more memories we make all the time. in a few weeks she and i and my son are driving that same trip. we're renting a decent car this time :) it's going to be awesome.