Friday, May 7, 2010

~ I Remember Mama~

Today I have been thinking about my mother all morning.  She went home to be with the Lord on October 30, 2008.  She had just turned 81 years old and I miss her more than I can say.  I was very fortunate to have a mother that loved me.  She was the one that kissed my owies and made them all better, my biggest fan for the the high school plays I was in. She would be there right in the center clapping and hooting wildly for me. I used to get embarrassed by it, but now I look back and it brings a smile to my face and a warm tug on my heart.  She was the one who lay me on the alter when I was six weeks old and gave me to the Lord. She told me she didn't know why she did that with me and that I was only one of all her children that she did that to.  I think she was listening to God even then.  Even though I know she is in a better place and that she is with Jesus, I can't help wishing she were still here so that I could talk to her every morning and continue to share my thoughts and dreams with her.

I was very lucky to have that last summer  I spent with her in Seattle.  I will always be thankful that I have a husband and children who realizes the importance of family and insisted I go and spend time with Mommy.  In between visits to the hospital in the ambulance, I was able to have quality time with her that I will forever cherish.  I would pick her up early in the morning and away we would go.  I would always let Mama decide where we would go on those excursion days.  One day it would be a drive though Capital Hill where Mommy was raised and we would drive by the old house On Madison Avenue or go down to Madison Beach to feel the somewhat warm rays of the sun.  I would run down to Ivars on the waterfront in downtown Seattle and buy fried clams and oysters.  As well as two large containers of clam chowder and clam nectar.  We would take our lunch to the park and I would wheel her down to the beach and sit on the bench and enjoy our feast!  Mommy would tell me all of the stories of her youth on that beach.  She used to swim out to the ferry that used to cross Lake Washington to Mercer Island and yell out "penny, dime, nickel , quarter"!  the passengers on the ferry would throw coins into the lake and Mommy would dive into the water with her brothers to retrieve the coins.  She said that they would spend all day at the beach in the summer and walk home as the sun was about to set.

If they had a good day diving for coins they would stop at Mr. Freeman's store to indulge in some penny candy and a bottle of pop.  Mommy used to say that she knew when she was getting close to home because she could smell the aroma of freshly baked bread in the air.  When she smelled the bread she would start running as fast as she could home so that she could sample some of that fresh bread dripping with  butter and honey.  You see my Mommy was the baby of ten children.  She was named Endoline because she was the end of the line of the ten kids.  My grandfather had a good sense of humor.  Mommy used to hate her name when she was young because she was always the brunt of  cruel jokes at school.  She learned later as an adult to appreciate how clever her father really was.  In the later years of her life Mommy's memories were fading she couldn't seem to remember what you told her from one minute to the next, but she could remember in vivid details her youth and all of the stories.  I was writing them all down so that I could keep these very special treasure  forever.

As the sun would fade we would head downtown Seattle's Pioneer Square to my sister's restaurant McCoy's Firehouse.  Mommy had her own table there that was always reserved just for her.  She loved to sit there and watch us all belt out songs on Thursday night's  Karaoke.  She told me that looking at me was like going back to her youth, where she used to sing with her family band at The Dutchman and several other dance halls in Seattle during the late 1940's.  I would purposely choose all the big band songs and Patsy Cline songs that mama loved and sing them just for her.  I remember one night she started to cry as I was singing.  After the song I rushed over and asked her "was I that bad?"  She just laughed and said it was just so beautiful it brought tears to my eyes.  My sister Chrystal, and I would spend hours with her at McCoys singing Boogie Woogie Bugle Boys with our older sister Jan , going the beach, Ballard, and driving over to Bainbridge Island via the ferry to meet her brother and gamble on the penny slot machines there.

I just can't help but  praise Jesus for the great love He has for us.  By His death we are made free to soar in heaven with Him for all of eternity! I feel that Jesus made it so very easy for us.  All we need to do is to ask Him to come into our heart as our Lord and savior, to forgive us our sins and we are saved.  Then by being a Christian I know that someday I will see Mommy again in that sweet by and by that we call heaven!

One of the great things we do in my family is we make a circle and then everyone in the circle says something nice about Mommy.  A special memory that they had with her,or a funny story.  I am always amazed when we share how many memories we all hold in our hearts.  It brings us closer as a family and our love for Mommy seems richer and it never dies.  Mommy was never a rich woman in the ways the world would consider wealth, but she was very rich with her love for her children and in turn our love for her.  That was her legacy.  She believed that next to God nothing was more important than a mothers love for her children, her grandchildren and her great grandchildren.

So if you have experienced a loss as I have look up!  Don't be sad, for Jesus is alive and we can celebrate Mother's Day with the hope that even though our precious loved ones are gone, they are never forgotten and we will see them again.  Oh what a day that will be!  In Hawaiian when someone leaves we say A Hui Hou!  That means until we meet again!  That is what I say to my Mommy.  Never goodbye, just A Hui Hou until we meet again Mommy!  I love you!  Happy Mother's Day everyone!!!


What a nice story about your mother! Seattle sounds like a wonderful place. Maybe I'll go there for a vacation. The clam choder sounds good!

I love vintage photos like that. We should start a vintage photo album and all of us add to it, anyone in the world can add vintage photos and be such an eclectic collection of old memories!! If I knew how to do that, I'd for sure do it, you should have your web designer set that up for you. :)

Love the blog and the photo and the sentiment. God bless you and your late parents.

Like the story very much you are a good writer.

Oh Terry that was beautiful. I had a great relationship with my Momma too. She would have been 92 today she passed away at the young age of 62 way to soon, but like you I have so many amazing memories to keep me smiling.
Happy Birthday Momma and Happy Mothers Day!!!!
Thank you Terry, Love in Christ Cindy

Oh Cindy I know just how you feel and how hard the holidays are without our mama's. The good thing is, we are going to get to see them again someday in glory! I hope you have a wonderful Mother's Day.
Love in Jesus

Oh Terry that was beautiful. I had a great relationship with my Momma too. She would have been 92 today she passed away at the young age of 62 way to soon, but like you I have so many amazing memories to keep me smiling.
Happy Birthday Momma and Happy Mothers Day!!!!
Thank you Terry, Love in Christ Cindy

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