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Mother's Day Thoughts

Hopefully by the time anyone reads this, I am wishing any moms who read this a belated "Happy Mother's Day".

For the fourth year running, I have been unable to wish my mom a happy Mother's Day, as she passed away in April, 2004. But I did take the mother of my children out for dinner last night and made dinner today-ham, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn, and biscuits.

As some are aware, I do like to watch NASCAR. One thing I've admired about NASCAR is that they have not raced on Mother's Day, but today is different as it rained last night and postponed it until today. Today, the command to start was given by 21 of the driver's mothers.

Memories of my own mother: To your left is a picture of me with my mother on my wedding day in 1979. I've made the comment before that my mom was my biggest fan. She gave me a lot of support for all my endeavors. My mom didn't have the easiest of lives either. Her parents were both alcoholics, and I probably wouldn't be too far wrong by saying that my grandfather was the town drunk. She didn't have too good a reputation in her early twenties, and her first husband beat her. Heredity hasn't been too fair either as our family has been affected by a condition known as Neurofibromatosis. My younger brother and sister both had epileptic seizures as a result of it. She took care of my brother until 1999 when they finally put him in a nursing home. The seizures also took an effect on my sister's mental state, and we now take care of her.

To my mom her most important job was to be our mom, and that kept her going after my dad passed away. She knew my interests and and tried to find things to give me pertaining to them. In fact the day she died we had plans to watch the race together. Mom wanted to make sure someone would be there to take care of my sister and brother, and when she realized they would be taken care of, Mom was at peace.

Update:As I was listening to the game where the Tribe snatched defeat from the jaws of victory, I remembered when Nick Mileti was the "owner" of the Indians. On Mother's Day one year, he honored moms in attendance by giving them all Right Guard deodorant. That really stunk.

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