What is one good memory you have about your mother?

Question

One good one that I have about my mother is that she used to read us stories while she sat in a "queen chair" that we made for her....we decorated up a soft chair with whatever we could find to make it beautiful for the "queen"....she loved it and so did we.

Answer 1

My Mom had a severe mental breakdown when I was six years old and was put into a mental hospital for 8 weeks and given electro-shock therapy which burned up portions of her brain. When she came home, she was not Mommy any more. She turned into a very cold, bitter, angry, hateful, spiteful, violent woman who hated me and was very withdrawn from me. I spent the next 15 years wanting and trying to get her to love me. I am sure that she did love me but she wasn't able to show it very much at all. I was not in her heart any more. The nuthouse monsters burned that part out of her. I longed for the times when, as a little boy she held me on her lap and told me stories. I longed to see her smile again and be nice to me. I remember her fishing with me when I was really small. I had my own fishing pole made from a stick and a string with a safety pin on the end and I'll be danged if I didn't catch a trout with it! Funny how that safety pin fastened itself to that trouts mouth so he wouldn't get away from me! I remember my Mommy handing me my little fishy pole and I raised my very first tout out of the water! I still feel the magic of it now, 47 years later!

After her hospitalization, such moments never occurred again.

I do have one very cool memory with me and my Mama again though. In 1979 I bought a brand new Honda XL 500 motorcycle that was cherry red and man was it fast! I drove it straightway over to my Mom's house to show it to her. I actually talked her into going with me for a ride! It would be the last though because I got up to 80 miles an hour on that thing with my Mom clinging to me on the seat behind me and screaming like a young girl! She couldn't do anything about it because I was driving and I was too big for her to do much about it! I shall always treasure that memory when my Mom was holding me tightly for the first time since I was a little boy.
I am weeping uncontrollably now, thank you very much! My Mommy has been gone since 1980. 15 months after our wild motorcycle ride, my Mom and Dad were killed by a drunk driver while they were on their second honeymoon in Canada. I really miss them both. I am grateful for my Mom and I look forward to the coming of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ when the graves of those who sleep will be opened and I will once again be with my Mommy, only then, she will be healed from all her infirmities and I will feel her loving arms around her little boy who misses her so much!
Thank you for helping me remember my Mommy. I hope all Mommies everywhere will love their little boys and hold them and read them stories. God Bless you!

Answer 2

There are SO many good memories, it's hard to choose just one. One of the ones my mom and I laughed about for years happened when I was very young. My younger brother and I talked mom (after MUCH persuasion!) into putting on her wedding dress- she looked SO beautiful in the wedding pictures, we just HAD to see her with the dress on. She finally agreed, and my brother and I helped button up the TONS of satin buttons up the back of the gown- as you can imagine, this took some time- we were both pretty little. Anyway, we finally got her all buttoned-up and we were oohing and aahhing over how beautiful she looked and MAYBE 15 seconds later the mailman rang the doorbell with a delivery she needed to sign for. You can imagine the look on his face when the door opened and there was my mom in all her bridal splendor with two little kids running around. Well- maybe you had to be there! I think the reason this story has stayed with me all of these years is because it portrays perfectly how willingly and joyfully mom would join in our games when we were small. Here's to you, mom- Miss you like crazy and LOVE YOU always!

Answer 3

My mom would be ninety this summer season. My fondest memory is a retrospective. i comprehend what variety of existence my mom had on the farm and why she left abode at sixteen to locate a job in the city and start up off her existence on her very own. in spite of a few no longer super components of her turning out to be up she is a surprising mom and guy or woman, each and every person is interested in her because of the fact she is so exciting and friendly! She embodies the words Love and desire.

Answer 4

One good memory a have about my mother is that shes always been there for me. I had gone throw alot in my short life, and one of the persons that i had count with throw all this is my loving mother. Even when i had made my worst mistakes she's been there for me, that's a memory that i will never forget.

Answer 5

Lots of good memories but I remember her being a very hard worker who made lots of sacrifices. She got pregnant with my brother and sister at the young age of 16, got married and dropped out of high school. 15 months later, I was born. Now, she was a mother of three at the age of 18. She took exceptional great care of us and kept the house neat and tidy. Eventually, she achieved a G.E.D. and went to technical school to study nursing. She remained dedicated to her children but still persistent at working toward a degree. I am very proud of her. She is a hard working woman.

Answer 6

Endurance. My mother remained married to an alcoholic for twenty-four years and outlived him. She honored her vows. Now many people would say she was absolutely nuts for being like that, but if you knew the details of how much they loved each other on another level, you would better understand why she stayed with him that long. She was a piano teacher. She was the first person in the world who really loved who I am. If you know your mother loves you, it changes your whole life. Endurance. She taught me endurance. Endurance of difficult moods, difficult people, difficult circumstances, physical pain, lack, obscurities, confusion, no sense of direction, sadness, what otherwise would be hopelessness, all of this she taught me to endure. This seems to be the one thing in the human psyche which can conquer everything. Robert Shackelton's family motto was "By enduring, we conquer." I have always been grateful to my mother (who died in 1981) for passing on the art of loving everyone for who they really are inside and for enduring everything which would otherwise stop me in my tracks. I don't know how many things I have triumphed over simply by outlasting them. I have buried terrible teachers from grammar school, I have watched childhood bullies self-destruct, I have seen people who were rude or mean to me meet up with justice... it goes on forever. My mother taught me that the continuity of life is more important than any one of its details.

Answer 7

I have alot of good memories of my mom. One good memory was when I was 22 years old and pregnant with my first baby. I was unmarried at the time and my mom was with me at the hospital and saw her first grandson after he was born. We went home to my parents and my mom helped to take care of my baby son for me. My mom was always there for me no matter what. I had my second son 18 months later and again my mom was there for me. I had my 3rd and last baby in 1977 and I was living in Kansas and my mom flew out from Ohio to be with my two sons when I had to go into the hospital again for the birth of my baby daughter. She was always there for me no matter what I was going through. My mom died in 2004 and I will always regret not being there for my mom when she died. I am so sorry mom for all that you went through. I know taking care of dad wasn't always easy with him being so sick. I love you Mom and I miss you. Happy Mothers Day - Betty Greene

Answer 8

My mom used to buy me things out of the blue that she knew I would like as a surprise. There weren't to spoil me, as it wasn't that often, but every now and then the latest video or CD would be on my bed and I'd just feel special.

Answer 9

All my memories of my mother are special. Just having her still with us is special.

She's the last of her generation; she has her 90th birthday in September, and she's spent her life making great memories with all of us in my generation!

Answer 10

Laying on the couch with her every Thursday night to have ice cream and watch our favorite tv show together.