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Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Two Hundred and Thirty Third Question

Happy belated Mother's Day, Mom!

What is your happiest memory of your Mother?

posted by Sublime @ 8:54 AM  

9 Comments:

  • At 10:48 AM, Blogger Robert said…

    Y'know, I don't recall any 'happiest memory' in specific about my mother. But I do remember plenty of times when my mother worked really, really hard, not just for me, but for her family... I'm just glad that she finally retired and now she can get some time for herself and dad.

    Happy belated Mother's Day.

     

  • At 11:54 AM, Blogger House of Suz said…

    Hmmm, not sure if this counts as happy but from my childhood it is the one memory that really stands out. The summer after kindergarden my mom was reading me a story about Santa (why in the middle of summer, I do not know) and she wasn't paying attention to what she was reading when she noticed I was crying. Then she realized the book told the real story of Santa. She told me not to tell my sisters. That story pretty much sums up my relationship with my mom; she never has "gotten" me and I rarely even register on her radar.

     

  • At 12:12 PM, Blogger Mind Sprite said…

    There are many to choose from but I'll go with my frist plane ride. We went on a weekend trip and she wouldn't tell me where we were going until we got to the airport. We went to San Francisco! We got on the wrong bus and ended up walking up and down the hills in our dress clothes (you dressed up on airplanes back then!) and dragging our suitcases for what seemed like miles.

    I know that trip cost a lot of money she didn't have, but it was a very special thing for just the two of us and lots of fun!

     

  • At 3:45 PM, Blogger danielle said…

    i am not sure if it's really my memory, but one of my favorite pictures of me and my mom is from when she graduated from law school. i am reaching up to grab her tassle and somehow i can see the pride in both of our eyes. the way she is looking at me in the pictures is the same look i get from her when i know she is truly proud of something i did. it makes me wonder if i still give the same look myself.

     

  • At 7:34 PM, Blogger ian gordon said…

    Easy one!!

    Any and every time she licked the corner of a handkerchief before wiping my grazed knees. NOTHING soothes and cures better than Mum's spittle on the corner of a handkerchief. they should sell it in drug stores. We'd all live to be 100.

     

  • At 10:02 PM, Blogger Asaph's Table said…

    The first time she asked me how I was feeling about school. I have Aspeerger's Syndrome, aka high-functioning autism, so adjusting socially was often very difficult for me...

     

  • At 9:56 AM, Blogger Estelle said…

    ah crap.
    My mom died when I was a baby, and her family just this week has tried to get back in contact with me.
    I don't remember my mom. But last night my dad told me a lot of things about her, including the moments around her death. And I am nearing a total meltdown because after being dead for so long, it's like she's just now dying.
    The one thing I remember most clearly of her was sticking a piece of foam in my nose, and my dad holding me down while she dug it out with a rectal thermometer. I guess that would be my favorite memory.

     

  • At 1:30 PM, Blogger Fletch said…

    Well its not her cooking! ;o)

    The way she smiles at me, she knows...

    Ciao Ciao

     

  • At 11:40 AM, Blogger Janette said…

    Hmm... I'd say the happiest memories of mum would have to be the days when she's happy and not in a sadastic mood! haha

     

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