Created for the MOC 10 Day 26 Resemblance or Tribute Challenge
There are 491 words in the journaling.
Credits:
Basic Backs from Gina Miller,
Epic Cosmic Stuff Collage Bits & Bobbles from Rachel Jefferies and
Mixed Media Monthly Kit February 2015 from Little Butterfly Wings, Lynn-Marie, Quirky Heart and Sissy Sparrows
Fonts are GelPen and Affectionately Yours
Photo is my own.
Journaling (In case you cannot read it.)
On Friday, it would have been my mom’s 77th birthday. We lost her in November 2015. I still miss her every day. Until she had her stroke in 2011, I would call her at least twice a week and we would talk about everything. What David and I were doing. Politics. Books. Whatever was on the news. It had always been that way.
After her stroke, our relationship changed. She didn’t read as much although that was beginning to change after she moved closer to me. We couldn’t really have the same types of discussions we’d once had about politics. But she was still so important to me. I was so glad when she moved our here in January 2012 because I got to see her in person rather than talking on the phone.
There are so many interesting facts I could share about my mom. She was adopted by my grandma and paupa who hadn’t been able to have children. The story goes that my paupa was supposed to pick up a baby boy from the hospital. However, when he got there, my mom was also available. She was sick and my paupa fell in love, so he brought my mom home instead. Her Aunt Genevieve knew a formula recipe that helped my mom become healthy.
At one point, as a child, she lived in SE Utah for a while. While living there, her Uncle Myron flew her to school every day in a helicopter. Needless to say, I never heard about how she had to walk to school every day, uphill both ways.
By the time my mom was 37, she had lost both her parent, my dad and was a single mom to two daughters (we were 11 and 9). That must have been so hard and lonely. She was blessed to be really close to my Aunt Eloise and Uncle Myron, so she still had them in her life. As a child, she spent her summers with them so they were really close. In later years, my mom flew to Arizona, picked up my elderly Aunt and then they’d go to Colorado to visit family. She really loved those trips.
My mom loved computers. She was very technically astute and wanted my sister and I to be into computers. We had both a Commodore Vic 20 and an Apple IIc growing up. Although my mom didn’t go beyond secretarial school after high school, she was lucky enough to get a lot of training through Chevron and eventually taught Word and Excel classes for the company. She was also one of the first women in the company to hold the position of “office manager.” It was a position that had traditionally been held by a man.
That’s just a little bit about my mom. I wish she was still here so I could keep sharing my life with her. I miss her so very much. I always will.
