By: Kittymama

Kittymama — Wed, 11 Dec 2013 04:46:02 +0000

The things I remember fondly about my mom aren’t all things she would have been proud of or thought were important. I love that she had a low voice so that I have a low voice as well.I love how her soft heart would show itself for helpless animals because she thought she had to be a little tougher to raise us humans properly to take care of ourselves and make good choices (even though she was kind, affectionate, and generous). When I was young and said I must love her more than she loved me (because I could not imagine anyone loving anyone more), she said she loved me more, there was no point arguing, and maybe some day I would understand. I love the example she set of maintaining her individuality by, for example, sometimes fixing foods that only she liked and choosing vacations that were important to her and my dad, because I was a kid and had life easy and should have been able to have fun anywhere. And that was basically true.

By: frances

frances — Tue, 29 Oct 2013 01:19:39 +0000

I love this so much!

By: Cole

Cole — Wed, 09 Oct 2013 15:16:59 +0000

I love this. That’s the stuff I’m talkin ’bout. It’s all there. Oh- and yeah- I love to rock out in my car. And it is not unheard of for when the complaints from my darling daughters telling me to stop singing start up, um yeah- I turn the radio up higher and roll down all their windows for a few brief moments of not-so-adult behavior. xoox

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