While Mother’s Day is somewhat complicated for me, I’ll just wish all of the women in my life who were brave enough to take on the huge responsibility of parenthood a wonderful day.
With that, here’s a few childhood memories of my own mum ….
Watching her make a wig out of a knee-high stocking and cotton balls for my Kindergarten play. I played Martha Washington and I looked fabulous.
Flying with her to London to meet my favorite band – Duran Duran. I won the trip from a radio station when I was 14. She kept me from vomiting with excitement. Thanks mom.
Laughing hysterically when she fell on the beach in Cabo San Lucas while trying to outrun fast-approaching waves. No additional description needed.
I could go on and on, but I would like to hear stories. What memories would you like to share?