Memories of My Mother

If you've been a reader of this blog you'll know that in the fall of 2009 my mother had open heart surgery, twice. After that her recovery was slow but hopeful. She eventually made it home on July 2, 2010. My sisters, brother, dad and I were able to spend some real quality time with her. No hospital, no doctors, no nurses, just us. The powers that be had other plans for our family though. Mom passed away early one morning near Thanksgiving. We saw through the darkness and recognized we were blessed to have what time we had with her, and true to the season we were thankful. It's crazy that all happened six months ago. Some days life passes as if everything is fine, other days the enormity of it all can be crushing, I'm pretty sure that's normal : ) So here we are at Memorial Day weekend, I thought I'd share a bit of my life with you folks. -enjoy

Mom was a nurse, she wore nurse whites and school cap her entire professional life, no scrubs for her. She was just the right lady to have a funny little son, she helped him grow up to be a neat guy, if I do say so myself.

Mom was a fan of comfortable clothes, but when it was time to be dressed to the nines, she was very well heeled. She also made sure her kids looked great too.

She came to the U.S. from the Philippines in 1957, bringing with her a strong work ethic. She had no problem working and putting us to work.

Even if she wasn't part of the main action, she always made her presence felt. I think I miss this most of all.