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Three Things I Learned From My Mother...

*How to be strong in character and determined in soul.
My mother was a successful single career woman, long before it was acceptable.
She worked for the Department of National Defense in Ottawa in the early 1940's, moving over a thousand miles away from her little farm home on the Manitoba prairies.
From the time I was born until the day she passed, my mother taught me how to stand up straight, stick my jaw out...just a little...walk tall and take no sass from nobody.

*How to love.
Really, how to love...
My mother was a single mother, long before it was acceptable.
She gave birth to me, all alone in a sterile hospital delivery room in St. Michael's Hospital in Toronto, Ontario, with no one in her corner to rub her back in the worst of the labour pain and no one to hold her hand and tell her she was beautiful.

My mother loved me so much that she brought me back to that little farm home and gave me to her parents, my grandparents, to raise. That's how much she loved me...enough to give me up, to hand me over to the very people who loved her so much and taught her so well. That's how much she loved me.

My mother loved me so much that she stayed in my life, living only 10 miles away with her new family, sewing new dresses for me and spending whatever time she could, teaching me to be strong and teaching me to know what it felt like to be loved more than anything else in the whole wide world.

* How to look the world in the eye and never let it get me down
My mother had a lot of pain and hardship, broken dreams and a broken heart, yet she always remembered to send me a beautiful birthday card and a gift made with love for my birthday. She never forgot, never missed and never was late...ever once in my life.

My mother lived a very difficult life with very little money and more than her share of hard knocks...yet she walked straight as an arrow, looked life in the eye and showed me what it meant to keep on keeping on. She talked the talk and walked the walk, better than anyone I've ever known.

"It's not easy being a mother. If it were easy, fathers would do it."
~ From the television show The Golden Girls

Comments (3)


che bravi... to the both of you

You are so kind!
It's only since she passed that I realize just how much she deeply loved me. Wish I could have a do-over with her.
Ciao ciao,


Hi Brenda,

What a beautiful post! You are one lucky gal to have all that love around you.

Thanks, Eden...I know I am.
There were years of trauma and struggle for me, figuring it out, understanding that I wasn't tossed aside, but included to the max. Now I get it. Too bad it took so long...
Ciao ciao,

Brenda what a wonderful post and a touching dedication to your mom. (hearts and hugs)

Awwww, thanks so much!
I still miss her every single day of my life.
Maybe because I only had bits and pieces of her to myself, there is such a huge hole where she was. It's like I had her in spots when I was little, not all the time like a mother-daughter relationship can be. But, as an adult, I had a better relationship with her, and we talked and laughed a lot. I just miss her so much...(tears and sniffles...)
Ciao ciao,

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