What does it mean to honor your mother? Here we are in the month of May. I could be talking about flowers, spring, the beach. But no, I’m still talking about my mom.
I want to honor my mother by remembering her by sharing some pictures that really show her personality!
1950s
Mom and Dad married August 28, 1951. She married a cowboy and moved to Branson, Colorado, 50 miles away from her parents. In this move she adjusted! Eagerly she settled in and became a cowboy/rancher’s wife with the dust and manure that came with it. She also became a stepmother to three children: Fred, 7 years old; Larraine, 6 years old; and Sue, 5 years old.
That’s what Mom did—she adjust and adapted. I don’t have any pictures of her younger scanned it, but I have so many of her in elder years. It is in these you see her sassy, fun-loving personality come out.
1999
Mom and I took a trip to eastern Europe that was so amazing. We went because her great grandfather, Frank Joe Ulbig, entered the US as a stowaway, so there’s no record of him at Ellis Island or any other port of entrance. She did find out he lived in Prussia, so that was the reason we went to eastern Europe. Here she is in Krakow, Poland dancing up a storm and a special moment on the trip.
2002
Mom and I scheduled a trip to Branson, Missouri before the Branson-Trinchera Reunion. What a great time we had there. Afterwards, at the Branson-Trinchera Reunion, we wore our t-shirts we bought.
2003
Before my birthday, Mom and I met my dear life-long friend, Candy McMillan Vargas, in Cripple Creek, Colorado for any evening of gambling. We had a blast. Mom was pregnant with my brother when Candy’s mom was pregnant with her, so our shared lives went back to their births!
2008
At the Branson-Trinchera Reunion, Mom donned a Mexican hat that was the table decorations and gave me a photo opportunity. I loved her sense of humor and willingness to jump and participate. I guess I got that from her.
2009
Again, we were at the Branson-Trincherar Reunion, and I was taking pictures. So, I wanted a picture of Mom, so this was her response. Again she made me laughed with her raspberries response.
2010
Our dear friend, Candy, was diagnosed with kidney cancer, so a friend of hers made up these t-shirts for the people in her support system. We took this picture and sent it to her, hoping to boost her morale.
Finally,
I am going to stop there and continue this parade of pictures next week, to continue honoring Mom.
How do you honor your mom? Do you call her? Enough times during the week?
I had a horrible experience with my mom. In 2006, a major snowstorm hit Branson, Colorado and Mom was out of electricity for three days, basically snowed in, and I didn’t know it. When I called her, she was frantic. Luckily a neighbor dug her out because the snow had piled in on her door.
When I talked to her, I realized her devastation. From that point until she died, I called her daily.
Especially for a widowed parent, a simple daily call helps the parent know you are there. For the child, it honors that parent and helps her know what’s going on that day. Remember that!
I honored my mom and dad with this book, A Time to Grow Up: A Daughter’s Grief Memoir.
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