My Mom and memories with her ♡
This is a special post for me, I’m feeling emotional already, it brings so many memories from my mom.
I don’t think there is a love more beautiful than the love of a mother. Sometimes we learned this when she’s not longer more with us and we feel a empty space in our hearts for ever. Since I have memory my mom was a special person . She was a mom for my aunts and uncles even before she had us. She raised most of her brothers and sisters, helping her mom and dad cooking and cleaning at a short age. I don’t think she had a normal childhood, but she never complaint.
When she was almost 18 she meet my Dad, I believe in love a first sign, because it happens to me too, my dad and mom got a short period of knowing each other and they decided to get married.
Year ago when a couple got marry some women they thought they were playing, that happens to my mom, after the party she wanted to go back to my grandparents house and my grandpa told her not you have to go with your husband.
I believe for her it was a challenge to understand that she was married. My dad he is one of the best husband and dad, he always made sure we had everything we need, she took care of the monetary part. My mom never work except in our house. I call it a job, doing everything in the house, cleaning, cooking, shopping and taking care of 4 kids.
Oh yes my mom had 4 kids. I’m the older one, means the first one, probably the one who has the more toys like my sister said ones.
She told us she wanted us to learn how to clean, cook and be independent because maybe one day we will need it.
After years we used those skills to our own families, she was right, knowing how to cook and taking care of a house is a help.
Because my dad job, we lived in diferent cities.
She made friends and she started to play her favorite sport Voleyball, we all love voleyball except for one of my brothers.
Voleyball is how I meet my husband, I guess it runs in the family because now my niece is playing that sport.
My mom loved to learn, she loved cooking and she was very good at it but still she took cooking and baking classes.
I remembered everytime she had a class she came back with a little food , she was cooking there and what she brought was yummy.
I was maybe 9th whe my mom lost babies, our neighbor and I took care of my brothers and sister.
I didn’t know how hard is to loose a child until years later it happens to me.
She also learned to use a machine and she did beautiful things for our house.
Everyone admired her cooking skills, she cooked for my dad job and events too .
Years later she started to get sick. And everything started to change. As The years past She got better, at that time I meet my husband and we got married and I left my country.
She didn’t want me to go far away but sometimes you have to follow your path.
She sended me recipes in a piece of paper that I still keep them like my treasure.
She also made beautiful things for my son when she knew I was pregnant.
I missed her so much, I know my family does too, still we remember everything with her. Memories are treasures don’t forget this.
She’s not longer here with us December 29th will be 4 years, I think God needs her more than we do.
This post is just my little gift to her and my family. I know she’s with me every day in every memory I have and also protecting my family. I know why I changed my path, because I can have the privilege to write about my mom too.
Don’t forget even if you know your mom sounds wrong whe she correct you, she’s still is right because is your mom, love her, but also tell her.
I love you mom
Te amo mama Oti, mariposa bella ♡♡♡♡