Mom's

MOM'S

Today I want to talk about mom's.  The most important person in a child's life. I had the BEST  parents a child could of had. My parents worked together to raise me and my sisters. I think mom's are the strongest influence in a child's life. Mine was. 

My mom was the  Disciplearion in our household. That made her very unpopular growing up.  She spanked us, grounded us, took our stuff away as punishment.  My dad always had her back but somehow he stayed the hero and mom was the mean one.

As a child I spent most of my time with my dad when he was tinkering with stuff in the garage. Fixing things around the house and working on lawn mowers and cars with him. I was a daddy's girl for sure. He was my hero, my rock, my universe. I have a ton of memories of my dad and me doing things. Working on a mini bike, rebuilding a motor for an old fiat car. He used to bring me home little 3 or 4 foot gators for me to play with. He would tape their mouths and let me play with them, then release them back into the wild the next morning.  (Boy you can't do that now lol)

My mom and  I spent time in the kitchen cooking and baking. But the one things I remember the most is she worked all day so that us girls could have the things we had. Now growing up  she was the mean one and got a lot of crap from us girls. We blamed her for almost everything because she was the face of discipline. Which made her the unpopular parent. Which was not fair at all. She always said one day you will understand and now that I'm grown with kids I do understand.  Im now that mean one blamed for everything.  Im the one my kids resent because I was the only parent who did everything the fun stuff and the discipline. Its not a fun thing being the bad guy. 

Come Christmas my mom would spend days making cookies and candy.  I would love to help her. She made about 25 or more types of candy and cookies. Which i still do today except i don't make near that amount. She made homemade noodles and chicken and homemade bread.  I loved helping her. Especially cutting the noodles. I still make my chicken and noodles homemade just like her. Its my kids favorite dish. They used to help me make noodles too until they out grew the whole helping mom cook is cool stage. Lol

 

I remember once I was able 5 or 6 years old. I did something wrong and my dad said wait until your mom gets home. You are in trouble.  Well when she got home I was in trouble. I was outside playing and she told me she was going to spank me. I dont know what got into me or what I was thinking.  Well its obvious I was not thinking lol I stuck my butt to her and shook my butt and said " you have to catch me" and took off. Those were the worse 5 words I could of spoken after my mom worked all day. I took off running and ran to the Canadiens house 2 doors down. All my mom said was you have to come home sometime.  I should of taken the warning then and went home. Lol well the Canadiens made up 98% of my neighborhood so they were only there a few months a year. The best few months for me. They were like grandparents to me and I was like the grand daughter they missed. The gifts and cookies were awesome to me. When I got hungry a few hours later which it was dinner time after all.  Boy my mom didn't forget and she spanked me for doing wrong and running away from her.  Lol I swear she didn't forget anything.  

Fast forward to my first 

Car. It was a 1971 Ford pinto. It was a tacky orange and blue Florida Gators color. I had it painted as soon as I could lol. It was embarrassing to drive anything that tacky orange and blue. GO DAWGS Red and Black 100%. Well I paid for it myself.  I had been saving money for a long time. My brother in law at the time hired me to mow their rental houses and help him collect garbage from the rental houses. That job sucked lol I was paid $3 per hour which was a good rate back then. Anyway I was proud of myself for buying my car, however it was not off limits to my mom to take it away. In my mind I didn't understand how they could take my car when they didn't buy it.  But they did and I rebelled.  They left for work before I went to school and I was home from school before they got back. So I started stealing my car from the garage.  That lasted a couple weeks until my clutch went out on the way to school.  Yep busted lol. The look of disappointment on my mom and dads faces will always haunt me. It cut to the bone. But they still loved me.

I never once Questioned if they loved me. The rules were strict but it was because they love me. I couldn't understand why I could only ride my bike 3 driveways one direction and 2 driveways the other direction.  Well it was because they didn't want me to get hit by a car. I remember when we got our pool. I thought I was hot stuff. We were one of the few people who had a pool. However there were rules and I didn't understand why and thought they were mean. We couldn't swim if our parents were not home. They turned a shed into changing rooms where we hung up our bathing suits and towels. They would put the stairs up on the pool and padlock it so we couldn't access the pool.  So we use to take a ladder and set it up next to the pool and climb over the railing.  We thought we were smart. We knew when our parents would get home they were like clock work.  We gave ourselves plenty of time to get our  suits and towels dry. They never knew until the Canadians came down and then they told on us. Lol we couldn't win for losing when they were in town. Lol

I couldn't date until I was 16 and by then my dad had a reputation of beating up boyfriends.  Lol he hit one boy that my sister was dating and knocked him out of our house. Thats a long story lol anyway I wanted to go to a Rock concert.  White snake and Great white. Lawd did I want to go. But nope my parents said no. Rock music was the devils music.  I bought my tickets fir my friend and me.  We came up with a plan on how I could go. We paid this dork kid to come meet my parents and take me to the drive-in.  Once at the drive-in I would jump into my friends car and change clothes on the way to the concert.  What could go wrong right. Lol he came and meet my parents and we started to the drive-in.  What I did plan on is my parents following us to the drive-in.  Lol yep I'm thankful they didn't actually go to the drive-in that night. I got to the concert in my concert outfit.  However the only thing I remember from my first Rock concert became my family motto. I drilled it into my boys head. David Copperdale of great white got on stage and said if you remember anything about this concert remember this saying " don't be silly when its chilly , put that snakeskin on your willy." Most important thing I learned.  I'm not sure if she even know that, well she does now lol

My mom has been by my side no matter what. That influence and love and dedication is amazing.  I made sure my kid's grew up knowing their grandparents.  I didn't really know either set of my grandparents.  Growing up we lived far from them. So I made sure my kids have memories of my parents.  I took them over to thor house almost everyday or several times a week. I was a single mom working 2 jobs so they would watch the boys on my shifts on Friday and Saturday night. My parents for 10+ years has Kinzie's Santa Village.

Every year The Kinzie Santa Village grew. We had over 500 kids come and get their pictures taken with Santa and Mrs clause. They got their pictures taken ,a full size candy bar, a candy cane, a teddy bear and pick a gift from Santa's sleigh.  It was a family tradition for most in our neighborhood in Florida where we use to live. A couple kids that came as little kids started volunteering with us as teens. Thats how much it meant to them. For some kids that was the only presents they got for Christmas.  We started in October testing lights and in nov we started setting up the lights.  Once the kids seen the magic mailbox come out they knew Santa would be coming soon.

I made sure my kids helped out so they can learn to give back to others. I have so many memories from helping out with the Santa Village.  I have pictures and videos that I treasure since we lost my dad. He was the center of our family but my mom was the Rock. 

When we lost my dad my mom moved to North Carolina. I moved here in like 2015 or 2016. I bought a house about 15 min from mom and dads house in North Carolina.  We came to visit them on vacation and fell in love with the area. So moving was a no Brainer.  I'm so thankful to have my mom here with me. I'm thankful my parents loved me enough to discipline me. I'm thankful to of had a mom who taught me important life skills like cooking and how to be a strong woman and a good mother. I'm thankful my mom has been there to support me no matter what. She may not of agreed with my choice but she let me make mistakes so I could learn from it. I'm thankful to have my mom still she is 82 yrs old. I'm thankful my mom is one of my best friends.  I hope she out lives me because I can't imagine life without her. It was hard to lose my dad but I had my mom which made it possible to keep going. I know everyone doesn't have a great mom but I'm thankful I did. I know some of my kids think I'm mean and thats ok because once they have kids and they grow up they will see I'm not the bad guy after all. They will see I love them no matter what. If they need me to be the bad guy thats ok because when they realize I not the bad guy after all.  I love my children no matter how what they do, what they say and how they act. Thats what my mom taught me. So please respect your moms and dads. You only have one set when they are gone they are gone. You can have other people in your life you think fill the void or a step mom or dad however they will never be you mom or dad. Like it or not you only have one set. Treasure the time with them. Make the memories with them. Once they are gone the chance is gone with them. You will have to live knowing you screwed up and didn't spend time with them. Every time I  see anything oversized or funny I make her take a picture with it. And there has been a lot of those memories. Here are a few of those memories for you to see the most incredible mom anyone could have. I love you mom.

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