Friday, November 5, 2010


There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about my mom. (Bless her heart, she passed away in July.)   The reminders are every where. From my favorite spot to read in the whole house, her blue recliner that sits in my bedroom,

to the spreader I use to butter toast, 

to the silly plastic frog the chirps when you walk by, 

 to the cactus that she had on her patio, that is amazingly still alive, I love how she was very creative in her plant containers,

To birds of all types, 

to the beautiful white china in my cupboard,

Even looking at my feet reminds me of my mom.  My big toe seems to be a little too cozy to the second toe.  My mom had really bad feet for as long as I could remember.  She had a pretty severe looking bunion, and always had problems with corns. She said it was because she wore pointed toe shoes when she was younger.  I have always been a very practical shoe wearer. So, guess what now I have a bunion too  It's mild for now.  So, I put on my shoes and I'm reminded of Mom.

I remember going for walks with Mom and she would complain if the sun was bright.  Being born with cataracts, the glare really bothered her eyes.  She loved walking in the fog.  I loved walking in the sun, it feels so good.  But, guess what?  I'm developing a cataract  and the glare of the sun now bothers me, and I know exactly how she feels.  Another reminder.

When mom walked she always carried tons of facial tissue for her very drippy nose.  Heaven forbid she forgot her "Kleenex".  Now I have to do that same thing.  Before I go out the door for my morning walk, I make sure I have plenty of tissue.  

There are many more, I could go on and on.  I'm grateful for all these reminders.  I never want to forget my mom. 

What reminds you of your mother? 


Jocelyn Christensen said...

those are very sweet reminders!

Laurel said...

I remember sharing Thanksgivings with your mom and all the brown eyed cousins. Sweet.

Katie said...

That's very sweet! I didn't know you were developing cataracts. You need to stop that!

Sue said...

What a sweet post, Cindy!
My mom has been gone for 24 years and I still think of her A LOT! Sometimes, I do have a hard time vividly remembering her voice though.
She too had bunions, just like me(hence my recent surgeries).
I always remember my mom when I am using her recipes all through the year. I have one of my favorite recipes of my mom's(penned by her), framed and hanging in my kitchen:)

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