Mamma Mia, Here I Go Again GAW *Winners Announced*

Great idea for a giveaway.

Mom (and dad) lives just a few minutes away, so it is nice to be able to drop by for a visit whenever.

This lock down has been tough. Especially for her. She is not as mobile as she used to be. Dad is still able to go out camping, shooting, etc. But mom is more house bound. She needs knee replacement and shoulders too.

She has been an amazing mother my whole life. Great Nana to the grandkids!


Hoped us with homework, took us to practices, was a scout leader when we were little in scouts. Made sure we both finished our Eagle Scout progress...

Too much love and support to catelogue!

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Glenn, I’d love to join in.

Mom passed away seven years ago this month at a much too young age of 70. I have the only Grandchildren in our family, my two daughters. It gave her great joy when I would bring her out for weeks or even a month at a time to watch the girls. She was the person that could keep the family grounded, and do the grounding tooo_O As I got older I always enjoyed our conversations, especially when they turned to things Dad could care less about:D She didn’t take any guff off of me or my two brothers though. Many a wooden spoon met their demise over my backside....sometimes I even deserved it:confused: The girls still say “Grandma Linda would not be happy right now” every time we are on some narrow, sketchy mountain road. She liked the mountains, just not my horse play when we were driving in them...but by then wooden spoons were no match for me:D:D
 
Glen,
Thank you so very much for your generosity. This is not an entry as I’m no longer looking to add more knives to my collection ( but I am patiently waiting for my turn on your waiting list to have a couple redone!) but how can I pass up a chance to tell you all about how awesome my Mom was.
My mother was 17 years old when I was born and the worthless piece of trash that got her pregnant was headed out of town on a fast train before I was a day old. My mom dropped out of school to work two jobs to support me as she wouldn’t take anything from her folks though they were more then willing to help. Mom finally found a good man, I’ll just call him Dad, and married and had 3 more kids. My dad was called home when I was 11 so back to work mom went this time with 4 kids to feed but not one time did we do without, Mom did but us kids didn’t. She worked 2 jobs and completed her college degree and she graduated college the same day I graduated high school. She went on to have a pretty good life full of grandkids to fuss over. She used to say that her grandkids were her chance to play with children because she had spent most of our lives working. She was the strongest sweetest women I’ve ever met. Mom went to be with dad a couple years back and I miss her still and I guess I always will.
 
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I’m definitely in.

I’ll gladly take the opportunity to honor my mother. It seems like there has not been a day in my life where my mom has not been an absolute rock, steady in every season, and full of grace. She balances out my dad, a spitfire of a man, and loves him well. She is the beautiful example of a selfless servant, now passing that heart on to my kids. She is full of faith, grace, and truth, and I will forever be indebted to her.

Thank you for the space to honor my mom and so many other great women!
 
I feel very blessed for the wonderful Mother I have !!!
She would give her life for any of her children.
Here we are at my birthday a few months ago :)
She gifted me a $50 bill to celebrate my half a century alive :D

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She made the best ravioli for the occasion :)
 
This is not an entry.

Glenn, you have set yourself an impossible task but good on you for trying. There's not hardly a man alive who's mother is not his rock.

My mother died unexpectedly in 1989 at the age of 70. When I got the call, I screamed like a panther. To this day I can't recall it without tears in my eyes. The tale of her life is....... Aww forget it. It's not for a bunch of strangers. Love you sooo much Mom and miss you deeply.
 
My mom is a tough woman. She and my dad divorced when I was a teenager, and I didn't make it easier on her. She does tough canoe races as often as she can, including one that's 1000 miles.

I wish I could visit her and my grandma, as well as my mother in law, this weekend but I don't want to put them at risk of infection.
 
Toughest job in the world, my mom was one hard worker for sure, while it turned out she was really my step mom, my dad made a career of getting married and my brother and I found out when I was 18 that she wasn't our real mom, came on the scene when we were young, but we always loved and thought of her as our mom, never a doubt. Here's a photo of her and my youngest daughter;

IMG_1822-2 by GaryWGraley, on Flickr

and this one, sad one and she did not want me to take it as she was in the hospital where she never left again, smoker in her younger days caught up with her, but I am glad to have gotten this memory of her;

IMG_0386 by GaryWGraley, on Flickr

so, it's a great idea for a give away and always good to give thanks to those that raised us, and the rest of you guys and gals, if your mom is still around, be sure to let her know just how you feel as you never know if you will get another chance to do so.

Thanks for the opportunity and for the great posts in this thread already,
G2
 
"Why are my eyes raining?": Simple Meako.

In the words of Winston "Burning Spear" Rodney..."Give Thanks and Praise My Brothers ,Give Thanks and Praise".....listen to me:rolleyes:..the most unholy maniac to ever point water at fire...
@Jack Black ..you were looky! I dreamt of that orange drink. The dream being better than the reality....it was tang...yuk. How about tinned mandarins? Mum would by those for the trifle and throw a couple of segments to the hound...me..LOOKSHURY!...then we moved to Australia when I was 7 and fresh mandarins grew on an old tree in our yard.
An memory for me of my Mum ( we spell it different not sure why) who is still kicking(my Dad):D is of her taking my Sister and I to see a movie at the Sydney opera house cinema...Swallows and Amazons...circa 1975...I think she wanted to see it more than we did...its a very English movie...turns out she got the wrong day and it wasnt on. A short ferry ride across the harbour after a lengthy whining barrage and we were at Luna Park...a kind of permanent carnival located in North Sydney and still operating today...but nevertheless a carny type affair and a throwback to the 1920s...most of the rides were built...in the 1920s or 30s or who cares ...it was OLD..in 75....Mum was not keen but it was the coolest place in town...and luxuriously expensive. We went on the big dipper and ghost train(due to a fatal fire in 80s it now has real ghosts).I know she hated that trip and had to overcome a fear of rollercoasters but it was a day out and I know that I earned a deeper level of love and respect for the woman who raised me (she still is if you ask her) loves me to this day despite all of my mistakes and wrongdoings.
I love you Mum:):).
So I sent 3x mothers day cards
One to Mum
One to The Countesses Mum a lovely lady .
And one to my Sons blank in a post office envelope with a brief note .."Fill it in and give to Mum! "
My entry goes to Eli Chaps Eli Chaps if thats OK Glenn.
Cheers.
 
This amazing woman was my biggest supporter and advocate. Just when she and the old man thought they were done raising their six kids....bam! A late life surprise. Even though they'd been-there-done-that, they always did their best to make sure I was able to experience as many amazing things as "the first family" did. So no matter how tired, I still got some Yellowstone, and some fishing, and camping, and shooting, etc. Miss her dearly.

The image is a sketch that my bro did of mom a "little" earlier in life. Guessing sometime in the early 1940's.

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“I was drunk the day my ma got out of prison,
And I went to pick her up in the rain...
But before I could get there in my
pickup truck,
She got runned over by a damned old train...”

Mom turned 83 Monday, and we all had to settle for a video call birthday party, but she seemed pleased by it.
My brother managed to get over there with some flowers in hanging baskets for her from all of us.
I have not seen her in person since last month when I made a mercy run down there with a trunk full of toilet paper. But I call them just about daily.
 
meako said:
"Why are my eyes raining?": Simple Meako.

In the words of Winston "Burning Spear" Rodney..."Give Thanks and Praise My Brothers ,Give Thanks and Praise".....listen to me:rolleyes:..the most unholy maniac to ever point water at fire...
@Jack Black ..you were looky! I dreamt of that orange drink. The dream being better than the reality....it was tang...yuk. How about tinned mandarins? Mum would by those for the trifle and throw a couple of segments to the hound...me..LOOKSHURY!...then we moved to Australia when I was 7 and fresh mandarins grew on an old tree in our yard.
An memory for me of my Mum ( we spell it different not sure why) who is still kicking(my Dad):D is of her taking my Sister and I to see a movie at the Sydney opera house cinema...Swallows and Amazons...circa 1975...I think she wanted to see it more than we did...its a very English movie...turns out she got the wrong day and it wasnt on. A short ferry ride across the harbour after a lengthy whining barrage and we were at Luna Park...a kind of permanent carnival located in North Sydney and still operating today...but nevertheless a carny type affair and a throwback to the 1920s...most of the rides were built...in the 1920s or 30s or who cares ...it was OLD..in 75....Mum was not keen but it was the coolest place in town...and luxuriously expensive. We went on the big dipper and ghost train(due to a fatal fire in 80s it now has real ghosts).I know she hated that trip and had to overcome a fear of rollercoasters but it was a day out and I know that I earned a deeper level of love and respect for the woman who raised me (she still is if you ask her) loves me to this day despite all of my mistakes and wrongdoings.
I love you Mum:):).
So I sent 3x mothers day cards
One to Mum
One to The Countesses Mum a lovely lady .
And one to my Sons blank in a post office envelope with a brief note .."Fill it in and give to Mum! "
My entry goes to Eli Chaps Eli Chaps if thats OK Glenn.
Cheers.
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Thank you sir. Sincerely.
 
Not an entry, but I won't miss a chance to add a tribute to my Mom among all the other wonderful tributes on this page (I've read them all). My Mom was 19 when I was born (so was my Dad, a Soldier in the Far East at the time). Both my folks are 84 now and definitely feeling their age, but still the great mentors of our family. My Mom has always been a gracious lady in all circumstances - I'm going to drive up and visit her tomorrow (I'll stand on the back porch and visit through the kitchen door). Picture is of Mom and Me about the time of her 20th birthday (Spring 1956). OH
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