Belated Mothers Day

Oh Boy, good thing for a computer. For me to express my feeling for my mother vocally would be a feat, to much sobbing. Anyhow I sometimes tell Gavin about my mom. He was only about 1-1/2 when she died and I'm sure he can't remember her. I get choked up and can't tell him much. My mother was so great. She was always on our side no matter what. I always knew that whatever I got myself into or whatever I did. She would always love me, no matter what. This wasn't something she explained to me, just something that I knew. I miss having her around so much. Sometimes when we need a babysitter I always wish that my mother was around. She would be so happy to watch the kids and would love them to death. This time of year my mom would always be outside planting flowers, working in the garden, etc. She loved to be outside working. She could outwork anybody. She would get up early, sometimes at 4:30 a.m., I think that this was the only time she had to herself. She would get a lot done before we even started stirring. She never wore shoes outside and would get big calluses on her heels that would crack open. My mother never complained. She had cancer for 11 years and didn't complain about it. I makes me so upset when I deal with people that are constantly complaining about little things. My mother fought the cancer to the end, she did not want to go, she enjoyed life so much, and especially her boys.