Tell me about your mom...

My mother died 8 years ago today...I miss her a lot. I miss her no-nonsense attitude. She was a hard-ass. Made me do things I didn't want to do all the time...sometimes I think just to spite me...but I always appreciated it afterwards. She made me take a class over again in highschool because I got a B...she knew I could do better. I got an A+ in the class the next year. I remember on the weekends that she spent at home (which, unfortunately, not all that often), we'd turn up the stereo really loud and dance around.

She would love what I'm doing with my life right now. I miss her.

Tell me about your mom.

 

My mom's small, petite, talks a lot, and looks younger then her age. She's my best friend, and it'd break me if I had to live without her.


really though she's an amazing woman I hope i'm a little bit like her. Just a calmer version, haha.

 

My mom can sometimes really piss me off.

But she moved out so its all good, she lives close still.

 

Aw, I'm sorry for your loss.

My mom's also kind of a hardass, but not with me. She was always a very level-headed, reasonable parent, so much so that I never really went through a rebellious phase because we always got along.

She's always been very career driven. When I left for college, she joined the foreign service and is now on a plane to Senegal for her next post. She's also amazingly beautiful--she has that Demi Moore/Joan Baez look to her. She even sounds like Joan Baez when she sings and plays her guitar (she knows classical and folk). Sometimes she stresses me out, because she's very type A and likes to plan every little detail of her life, whereas I'm the opposite. But I do love her a lot, and can't imagine my life without her. She's about 80% of the reason why I am who I am today.

 

I’ll try to keep this short.

She loved easily and well!

I never had a friend meet my mother that didn’t say afterwards: I really like your Mom.

She had the ability to make you feel at home. She wasn’t one to tell you; “Make your self at home.” I mean when you walked though the door you had the feeling that this was the home you had always been looking for and you had found the family you always wanted. To me home was always where Mom was!

When I was real young I thought my Mother was a liar. I noticed whenever she was alone with one of her children she would tell them that they were her favorite and that she loved them the most but as I got older I realized that she wasn’t lying and that she really did love each one of her children more than the others.

She taught us by her life that riches aren’t what you have but who you are!
She was the richest person I've ever known!

 

my mother is a 49 year old crazy woman who loves life and loves to laugh...

 

I get along far better with my dad than I do my mom. I love my mom and everything, but sometimes I would rather not be around her. She and my dad are like polar opposites, and I really don't know how they've managed to stay together for 32 years.

 

Aw, I love my mom even though she drives me crazy and I talk shit a lot. We've always got along great when I was growing up and I love talking to her. When my brother and I were growing up, my mom pretty much gave up any interests of her own (besides soaps, lol) to indulge in the stuff me and my brother liked, and I love that about her. She listened to our music, watched our movies, she was seriously fun. I miss hanging out with her, so when I get a chance, I take an afternoon with her.

 

awwww, I'm sorry for your loss annie.


My mom is small, German and smart mouthed. She was very strict and good at threatening us with the wooden spoon. She was a great cook, she could make a meal out of flour and a piece of bacon I swear! She was very self concious of her accent and knew that everyone looked down upon Germans, so she stayed inthe house alot growing up... although she always worked, hard.

Now she is fun and drinks alot of beer.

 

My mother is the ultimate heroine.

My mother grew up as the bookish daughter on a tiny house on the plot of her grandmother's farm. Her father died without life insurance when she was 5 years old. He was a police officer, and back then they did not cover you if you injured on the job, so a bunch of other police officers withdrew their life policy claims and were in the process of unionizing their life benefits when he died suddenly on New Year's Eve from a brain tumor and left my grandmother with 4 children below the age of 7 to care for.

My mother was schooled in a one room school from kindergarten-grade 8, with the same teacher who never took a single sick day. My mother was a natural at learning. She grew up teaching the other grade kids the materials she learned the years before, and she was asked to teach several classes at a young age.

My mother narrowly missed her chance to go to university, when some kind of $500 grant helped her along with all of her savings to apply to first year of university. She majored in Spanish and Minored in French and became a teacher.

My mother taught elementary school, and is currently on leave from high school spanish and due to retire this October.

There is nobody that I trust more. She's a hard-ass in a certain sense, but I've worked so hard in my mischievous years to mellow her out and slow her down. She often tells me how I said to her when I was young to slow down.

Nobody else would have drove back to bring me underwear when I totally forgot to pack a single pair for my two weeks at camp. No one else can look into my soul the way that she does. She has eyes in the back of her head I swear. It used to be a game at our house, when one of the many friends of mine or my siblings' came over and there was no milk left, she'd go to look for milk for her morning tea, and always guessed which kid finished it off and left 5 drops in the bag. And she was always right too.

But she's more than that. She's a superhero in the flesh - and I have always been the child who went out of my way to make her happy - surprise her with breakfast in bed because it's fun to cook, or take her to an Elton John concert because nobody else would love it more than her.

She can remember kids from her classes too, it's amazing. I went to a closure of one of these old country schools in the middle of nowhere. A 36 year old man came up to my mother, said her name, and my mother thought for a moment - and was able to remember his name from when she taught him for half a semester when he was in grade 1.

She's an absolutely outstanding and the most levelheaded person I've ever known. I've been blessed with a heroine to call mom.

 

Annie, you're a great person.

I have no doubt in my mind that your mother is always going to be in your life. A person like that never leaves you.

 

My mom is a very caring person with a hard exterior. She's really smart and a great communicator, but she can be pretty tough sometimes... she is a diva, fashion girly girl and she loves to travel and have fun. She acts and looks like she's my age, but she's not in very good physical shape right now and has some health issues. I'm really trying to get her to sign up for the weight loss system I'm coaching, but I know she's afraid of change, she is high strung and can be a bit judgemental, but usually she's very fair and level headed. I love talking to her and watching her with my little girl. She is really changing and becoming more brave and more aware, but she's very cautious and comfortable being in the dark.

 

Wow

Thanks for the kynd words, Aristartle

 

my mom is short and round and VERY ukrainian
she has absolutely no sense of humor
she loves to knit, and she's a crazy cat lady
she's ambitious and in her family when girls we expected to get married, she instead went to university and got herself a job in the computer industry at the height of it
she's a workaholic
she puts all of herself and more into getting alot of money to support our family
she yells
and nags
and doesn't finish her sentences
she'll ask you to do something and in the middle of it go off
she gets amused easily like for some reason when you go up to her with your index finger and say "finger" she'll burst out laughing
she's absolutely nuts
and she annoys me alot
but she'll do anything for me and i love her

 

Oh, shit, I always thought you looked Russian/Ukrainian. I never knew you were. Nice.

 

slovak and irish on dads side, russian/german/ukrainian/all sorts of fucked up eastern european from my moms side

it's actually hard for me to know what my moms side is because my relatives that moved here during the 2ww lied about their nationality

 

yeah, I have a Ukrainian friend that reminds me of you. seeing the cat tomorrow, in fact.

 

My mom is super sweet.When I was younger and the show more popular my freinds used to compare my parents to the parents of "that 70s show'- you know, dad was super strict and mom was TOO nice, laughing nervously at dads short temper. To top it off my mom has a similar almost childish voice-and matching sweet southern accent.. When she answers the phone people ask to talk to her mommy.

My mom is 5'3 -to my 5'9 and over siblings- She was always reasonable about her rules.When I didn't like them she would at least give me reasons for every thing, at least explain why she felt things need those rules to me...though many times I still didn't like them, I commend her for that effort to be fair.
I didn't really appreiciate my mom -or dad as a teen. and we do still have our moments..
but
It wasn't until I had a kid I looked back and realized they did pretty good.Mom helped me SO much through my having my daughter,and that infant stage when I was terrified about every little thing. she is just about the only person I chat on the phone with, the person I call for advice,the person (right after hubby) i turn to when I am down.

I have been thinking about my Mommy a lot lately and trying to spend more time with her.. right now she is getting treatment for breast cancer. She had a lump removed and is now receiving chemo and radiation.I KNOW that she will be ok,at least that what I keep saying. I am having a really hard time coping with the thought that there will ever be a time she won't be THERE,and this situation is sort of forcing me to.

 

my moms can be the biggest bitch in the world.
but she is also the greates woman i will ever hope to meat

 

Im not really close to my mom as my dad......... as myself and my dad have alot in common........ and I find it easier to talk to my dad than my mom..........

but I love my mom dearly........ and if it wasnt for her leavin the convent, I wouldnt be here.........

I regard her as a saint...... and I never saw her do anything bad. ever. she is the most awesome cook, and hardest worker I have ever seen......... but I find it hard to talk/converse with her... probably because I feel she would judge me, or I dont fit up to her standards........ she is much like her mom (very catholic/judgemental). I love her to death though........