It would be hard to explain the love of a Mother. I miss Mama so much it hurts. God gives us to our Parents and our Mom's are the main care giver while Daddy was the bread winner. Most Mother's didn't work outside the home when I was growing up. I was in high school when Mama started work in the school lunch room where I still saw her every day. It was the lunch room then not cafeteria as it is called now.
A mother is someone who loves unconditionally and places the needs of her children above her own, on a personal level, and not only with words, but also actions. A mother is a person who seeing there are only three pieces of pie for four people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. Mama ate the back and wings of fried chicken and made us think that's what she wanted. A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, she still will cling to us and hold us up. Mama Prayed for me as long as she lived. She Prayed when I had no idea she was Praying but I know her Prayers of protection , when she couldn't even see me, were definitely answered. A few years before Mama died she told me how she laid in bed sometimes half the night Praying for her kids.
Mama loved country music but she let me listen to Rock and Roll and Elvis on the old gray radio and even said she liked it. Mama played the harmonica ,which we called 'French harp', and my how she could make it talk. She had a gallon freezer bag with all her French harps in her purse. She had several keys that she played in. When we were kids I remember her sitting down in her old tattered rocking chair and playing when ever she had some time to unwind. There were times then when I didn't want to hear it but oh how I would love to hear it now.
Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together. I never knew just how much Mama loved me or what that love meant until I became a Mother. I then remembered all the ornery things I did and all the worries I caused Mama. There was no way to repay all the hurt, worry, and trials I caused her ,not that she would have wanted me to, but there is a hole in my heart that can never be refilled now that she is gone. On the other hand a big part of me went with my Son when he died. No explaining that either. Some heart-aches are never ending because a Mother's love is the most powerful love under God's love for us.
Mama was famous for saying things like, "When I was your age, kids had it much harder, I didn't get to go and do half the things you kids did...,just because everyone else is doing it doesn't mean...,I didn't have all these things you kids take for granted.. I had to walk miles to school and I "wanted" to go....,if I had sassed my Mother the way you do me she'd have...., how many times have I told you...,No means No..,..” , did you wash your ears?....,because I said so....,.And one I've never really figured out, Stop that "bolixing" around..., you are gonna keep "bolixing" around....,look at him/or her bolixing around. I don't have the faintest idea what "Bolixing" around meant but I do know it wasn't good. Mama would say "I'll swan" for a lot of things. It was kinda her form of cursing and as close as she ever got to a swear word.
