In Memory of Mum, June 8, 2014…….one year has gone by…..still missing you!
Families are a complicated thing. We go through good times, bad times, complicated times and times of stress, joy, and happiness. Mum was always a big part of our family life. She was so talented, so complicated, intelligent, well versed on just about every subject. When I needed an answer to a problem or question, I knew I could call Mum and she would tell me how to solve it or where to look to find the right answers. She kept newspaper articles on Dr. Gott and many, many Grit articles on just about any subject. There were few things she could not do, she could knit, sew, crochet, make the best pasta, bread, rolls, delicious fried chicken Sunday dinners from Grandpa’s chickens. Dad would eat everything she made with such gusto. He would use bread to clean his plate, not a crumb was left on his plate. When he would go to Rocher’s store in Kittanning, it would be a wonderful week. Mum would make fresh delicious Italian food.
Would you believe, when I was 19, she gave me my first and last cigarette…..it was quite an interesting evening. I ended up getting sick to my stomach from the smoke and I never looked at another cigarette. She had a good laugh out of it.
The times I enjoyed the most with Mum, were the times spent on the patio, watching the birds and having those long conversations. There were few subjects we didn’t cover. I always felt like I was a little better and a little smarter after those conversations.
Sharing the experience with Mum when she was learning how to drive was such a fun time!!! She passed her test the first time, she was no dummy. She was 53 years old when she learned how to drive. Thatgoes to show you, Mum never lost her desire to learn new things. We traveled all the dirt roads and back roads those months she was learning how to drive. She loved driving. I still remember her talking about the night she drove home from church and could not find her way home. She was very sad to have to give up those enjoyable driving days and trips to WalMart she would make by herself early Sunday mornings.
It is hard to believe a year has gone by since Mum passed away. I have missed her and thought about her many many times(every day really) throughout this year She is now resting beside Dad and they can have those long chats. They never seemed to run out of things to talk about……. After supper, in the evening, Mum and Dad would always sit and talk about the day… under the cherry tree at the old house sitting on the swing and then on the patio when we moved to Rural Valley.
Life will never be the same without you Mum but little by slow maybe it will get easier.
Rest peacefully, Mum.