I was 13 and madly in love. He loved me, too, until he saw my best friend. When I tearfully told Mom my boyfriend and best friend were going steady, she didn’t say, “Don’t worry, it’s only puppy-love.” Instead, she looked at me with sad eyes and said, “It hurts so much, doesn’t it?” At that moment, I knew my mom was special and rare. Another time, Mom and I went shopping and when we got home, I saw that my black capri pants were ripped—all the way up the back. I ran to her saying, “Mom, my pants are ripped!” She smiled and said, “Yes, I know.” “What?” I shrieked. “Why didn’t you tell me?” She calmly replied, “No one really cared.” I realized she was right—I was not the center of everyone’s attention. From that day on, being self-conscious was never a problem for me.
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Sheila, your mom was definitely a wise woman. I love that photo of the two of you. You look the same and mom looks like a movie star 🌟 💃🏻 Thanks for sharing!
Oh, yeah! Right, Sandy! I look the same. Ha ha ha! Thank you!!
Being a mom to two sons has been one of the greatest joys of my life. They have trusted me (and my husband )to be honest and supportive when they had problems, celebrate their accomplishments and offer a good shoulder when they failed. It’s all a mom could ask for.
Indeed, Ruth. It would be such fun to have you for a mom!
How brilliant your mother was. And what remarkably intuitive and
life-changing comments she made at such upsetting moments! You both were so blessed to have each other. Thank you for sharing your heart 💔.
Yes, we were so blessed. Thank you for cuddling my heart, Donna.
Memories…Be thankful we can still recall them ❤️
We might forget what we had for lunch yesterday–but never what happened when we were kids.
Thank you, Dee.
Moms have a way of knowing what we need. I often got the tough -it -up advice and a life lesson from her experiences. She never wanted me to feel alone. Since her passing, 15 years ago, i sometimes feel like I lost both my best friend and my North Star, but most of the time, I feel her near. I often say, “I love you Mom.” “I love you too,Bev,” reverberates back . Thanks, Sheila for sharing your thoughts and triggering mine. Bev
Thank you for sharing, Bev. These memories make Mother’s Day so special. I talk to my mom, too. We were truly blessed!