Mom when she was 18. I was never anywhere close to as beautiful as she was. She died in 2014, at our home, I was devasted and miss her more than I can say. An accomplished woman who taught me so much.
My mom holding her best boy. I fought cancer last year and that baby is what kept me alive because my mom passed 20 years ago. No one loved me like my mom. She is who taught me how to be that kids trusted parent and friend.
She was born in a poor farmer family in Northern Sweden, fought to get an education and became a lawyer, policy maker, her big passion was care for the elderly. In April -45 volunteer when the White Buses came back to Sweden with survivors from the nazi camps, all her life anti-nazi and progressive.
Not the best as it was extracted year ago from a VHS tape. Mr. Bill Pickney of the Original Drifters would sing and this image is him singing to my mom in the late 1980s or early 1990s. One is of me and mom in the mid 1980s.
Not bad for only knowing each other 2 weeks. Stayed together until Mom passed in 1988. Dad never remarried (although he had offers). He passed in 2003.
I’ve been missing mine like crazy this past few weeks. She was a stunner and built like a … well, she hated that I curse so I won’t finish that sentence. You be the judge.
Mountain girl and her older brother. First time she lived in a place with electricity and a telephone was when she went away to college. Tough, funny, smart and a huge heart.
From 1962. She was 22 and studying to be a nurse in Gelnhausen, Germany. Then, she met my dad and the rest is history. Such a romantic story of their love. Mom is still with us. But, we lost Dad to Alzheimer’s many years ago.
Not just some.
Every day I miss my mom.
98 fabulous years.
Fled Musolinni's fachist Italy at 15 and took her 12 y/o sister with her to America to start a new life.
My beautiful mother on her 100th birthday. With me, my 2 daughters and granddaughter. I miss her every single day. We had a pajama party that’s why we all have the same jams on. She was an incredible lady.
She wasn't just my mother, she was my best friend. Alzheimer's stole my Mama from me, a day at a time. She was kind, generous, and the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I have yet to recover from her loss. I must get to Heaven because I know that she is an angel and is waiting on my arrival.
Sorry, pics of my mom. I was just trying to relay support. I know how hard that is ~~ I am older and trying to text talk isn't something I'm good at🤦♀️
She’s beautiful! I’d love to post my mom, but she’d bury me herself if I posted her online, lol! (She hates pictures of herself). But in the spirit of the post, I’ll say I’m super grateful to my mom! I’m lucky to have her.
Thank you, I wish she was still with us..it's been 4yrs since she's been gone...she was a Class Act and a force to be reckoned with...miss her dearly...
PS- My Dad was 6'3". 😁
When he was dying in 1995, he asked if I would take care of her. I promised I would. He then took my hand and said, "You have to take care of her as *I* would."
I did my very best.
She left us in 2019.
*Gerry went to the 1941 prom with Charlie.
He was seriously wounded in the Battle of the Bulge.
Such a thoughtful, funny, and wonderful man!
I saved a sweet message from him on my phone.
Even after five boys, each born bigger than the one before, mom could still wow; she was beautiful. Mom could type as fast as one talked, and could take Gregg shorthand faster than anyone could talk. She was an incredible chef. The only meal of hers that I loathed was liver & onions.
When I lived in Rome, I ordered “il fegato” to see if liver was prepared better - I was told it was really good. It was superb!! When I’m there next I won’t hesitate to order it again.
My maternal grandmother died from the same cancer. She lived to 58. My mother was the oldest woman in her family to survive. She was 71. Lung cancer. 23 brain tumours.
My half Swedish/ half Irish Mom, Mary Lou. Born 1925. This photo was taken on her first date with my Dad, in 1945. She loved crossword puzzles, politics, and especially Pres. Obama. I miss her. 💙
My sweet, sweet Momma, during her 100-day stay in the hospital. She’s been gone for 13 years. She was one of the sweetest, kindest souls to exist, but would defend her loved ones with every fiber of her being. Her body betrayed her, but her spirit never wavered.
I don’t like my mom. My parents ostracized me after I married another man and called my dad out on his bs. I’m told my mom came from a different time when women did what their husbands said. I’m still not forgiving my mom
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Your mam, and everyone's look just lovely.
lost her in '89 liver cancer
Her name was Margaret, and I miss her, too.
She looked at me for a good, long time and finally said, "Are you sure?"
She’s really a sweetheart. Can still get around good and can still beat me at Scrabble!
This is Mom and Dad’s wedding photo in 1941.
Picture is from late 50’s, I’d guess.
Mom did organize, fund and direct her community theater. Oh, and she also played parts - not always the star, but man did she shine.
She passed away in Dec. 2022. Rest Peacefully, Mom.
She and Dad were a beautiful couple.
Teens of the 1950’s ❤️🤗❤️
Every day I miss my mom.
98 fabulous years.
Fled Musolinni's fachist Italy at 15 and took her 12 y/o sister with her to America to start a new life.
Dad and mom. Miss them both.
I think of her often.
As my father was also one of nine children, I have 50 first cousins. 😉
This is me, my son, my mother and my dad!
Great idea!
She’s still kicking at 87 🥰
This is a sad post, but sweet.
Thank you, Ann.
As with everyone here, I miss her every day.
You have no idea! 😁
When he was dying in 1995, he asked if I would take care of her. I promised I would. He then took my hand and said, "You have to take care of her as *I* would."
I did my very best.
She left us in 2019.
He was seriously wounded in the Battle of the Bulge.
Such a thoughtful, funny, and wonderful man!
I saved a sweet message from him on my phone.
1930-1982
Died from breast cancer at 52.
This will just have to do.