HAPPY MOTHERS DAY.

Mothers Day, May 9th, 2010. I am sure you know the day and the date. But I just thought I would start out spreading a little knowledge, in case you didn't know. It is 4:00 am, I am sleepy but have been up for a hour at least. Both dogs have gone outside and back to bed now. Sleeping curled up under the covers along with Steve. I envy all those who sleep so well. Dogs or man. Happy Mothers day to any Mother who might stumble across my page.

I have written over the last four plus months of my Mother many times. She was always and still remains the strongest force who has ever been in my life. So as the months have passed you have read many stories about her or included her in them. But today in honor of Mother's Day I would like to tell you a few things about my Mother you might not know.

So in honor of a most honored Mother here goes. She was born December 10th, 1910., in Hinton Oklahoma. Wow, if she had lived she would have been 100 years old this year. I can see Mom as a person of 100 years of age. She would love the computer and all the gadgets and electronics. I can close my eyes and see her reading facebook and keeping up with all the family that are scattered everywhere. Yes Mom would have loved the computer.

Mom had been a school teacher. She taught in a one room schoolhouse in Kansas. Oh by the way they called those little schools spread out across Kansas, "Cracker Box", schools. I read that on the computer. She quit teaching after she married Dad. Mom was super smart and very talented. For those of you that are young and maybe not around her much, she wrote songs. Christian songs and sang them at churches all around. Her songs are still being sung today by people who never met her.

Mom loved Cream Soda pop. When I was young she would let Bud or I run over to Illa Bakers grocery store around the corner on ninth. She ran a grocery Bill there. She would get us all a treat of a bottle of pop once in awhile. I drank mine as fast as I could, eyeing Mom's bottle that sat on the table unopened. Always wondering why she didn't start drinking the cool, sweet liquid. Whenever I finished I would always ask, "Aren't you going to drink your pop Mom? She would always smile and say. "You can have it if you want it, just share with your brother." I never turned it down. I always wondered why she would get herself one but never drink it. Now after all these years I know. She would have loved to have drank that cream soda. But she wouldn't until she knew we didn't want anymore. Because we didn't get much pop back in the day. How many of those treats did I guzzel of hers, never stopping to think of her Mothers love that just kept giving, even her pop.

Mom fought cancer for seven years. No matter how sick she was she never complained. If you asked, "How are you feeling this morning Mom?' She always answered, I'm feeling fine." Of course she wasn't feeling fine. Looking back I know she must have been overwhelmed by the cancer that kept coming back, taking her health in its angry jaws. She always smiled though. Always praised God for all her blessings. Her faith never faltered.

I know I have mentioned here before that Mom instilled in all four of us kids the love of reading. Sitting us down and reading books to us at a early age. She always thirsted for knowledge. My brother I think is like her. His handy little notebook within his reach as he writes down bits of information he wants to remember. He knows so many facts or has them wrote down where he can look them up at a moments notice.. A mind that is constantly searching for new things to learn, will never grow old.

I have rattled on and probably have not given you any new knowledge about my Mom that you didn't already know. Except she loved cream soda pop and hardly ever got to drink one, thanks to me. I just wanted to write about her today. To honor her with a few written words and send them out into the dark recess's of blogland. So Happy Mother's day Mom. You are certainly an Honored Mother.