At time of this writing, it's Monday and on top of that it's December and heading toward Christmas, a Christmas without Mom. She was not a big fan of Christmas when my son was little i did it, now I wish it would just go away... This year was one of loss, not just my Mom also 5 people from my blog roll!
I hope each of these bloggers families are handling their sorrow in a way that makes it bearable.
We did more clearing out of Mom's personal possessions, we found old letters from our Dad, little things we had made for her when we were children, and the most precious gift, a receipt. If any of you have read my book Before Life Got Complicated, you know we had little. At one point we lived in a wonderful old house on the grounds of Bramblewood Plantation. We all loved it there horses, dogs, cats, it was just on the outskirts of town and a great place to just be a kid.
It was owned by a wealthy lady who kept retired horses there and we kids took care of and rode those horses. Some of the happiest parts of all our lives were spent there. Only one issue...it was cold! Mom at this point in life was a widow she made little salary in fact I found one of her check stubs her bring home for that week had been $63. Imagine having to pay rent, keep up an automobile, and feed 3 children and yourself on that...So anyways most of the time we had NO heat in the house. An old oil burning radiator system was there but buying the oil was not always possible, so one Christmas my mom bought 3 electric blankets. She did not buy one for herself, We slept warm. Mine was the green of nature, big sis's was sky blue, and little sis's was yellow like banana pudding.
While going thru some old receipts I found one from Sears, and it was for 3 electric blankets, $44. Almost an entire weeks salary...
I have been extremely sad and fragile since finding that receipt.
There is a way now I'm waiting on the will. If you don't see blogs from me, you know I didn't find it.
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Mom Memory for this Post
This was taken in Tennessee on a trip we made back to visit our family there. I am guessing the year was about 1968. Mom was 44 yrs old here. This was the first car she alone purchased and owned it was a 1963 Plymouth Fury. My Dad had always done the car buying etc. He passed away in 1967. It had a push button gear shifter... She loved this car, we were so proud of her.
PEACE
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