What was your favorite moment you remember spending with your mom?
What things did your Mom do for you that were special?
What do you remember most about your Mom?
My mother was a character. She wasn't into being a "mom" but she was into living life to the fullest and that is what she taught me. She was fiercely independent and proud and she taught me that you cannot depend on others to take care of you. You must be self-sufficient in all ways, and make your own way in the world.
Mother used to proudly claim that she had never had a headache in her life. I suffered terribly from migraines and it was very hard for her to understand or be patient with me during my severe bouts. It was hard for her having such a sickly child as I was.
|Mom in her 80s|
in S. Africa
That was the start of 10 years of constant travel. Every year she took one major trip - to S. Africa, to Russia, to China, New Zealand, back to Australia, to Denmark, Sweden, Finland and many other places. In between her big trips she took what she called "little jaunts" - to England, New York, British Columbia, Nova Scotia, Alaska... I can't remember everywhere she went, it seemed she was always off somewhere.
She usually went alone, sometimes she booked a tour, but S. Africa she did on her own which was very worrisome to me. Her last big trip was around age 90 when she and her younger sister went camping in the Australian outback for 2 weeks. Everyone in the group was in their 30s except Mom and her sister. When she came home from that trip she admitted that it was very difficult (unusual for Mom to admit something was too hard for her!) and that she didn't think she could do the big trips anymore.
At age 60 she learned to fly an airplane and was within a few hours of getting her pilot's license when she stopped the lessons. I don't know why, Mom would never let on she couldn't do something, but she might have quit simply because she only took the lessons so she could fly the ultralight that she and her companion were building!
|Godfrey, Mother & UltraLight|
Another time she phoned from somewhere on the West coast of America, saying she was on her way to the Rose Bowl Parade. She and Godfrey had gone to Tim Horton's for a coffee and over coffee decided to get in the truck and start driving until they reached California. They didn't even go home to pack a toothbrush or clothes, they left from the Coffee Shop.
When she would visit me at my home she'd bring a tent and pitch it in my backyard. I was horrified the first time that happened, and begged her to come inside and sleep in my guest room. She refused, saying she preferred to sleep under the stars. I was very upset and told her the neighbours would think I was a horrible daughter. She smiled, patted my hand and said "Dear, just let me do my own thing"
And that was my mother - doing her own thing until her death at age 93. A character who led an active, full and interesting life!