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Motherhood: All love begins and ends there God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers. Rudyard Kipling My mother passed away over 2 years ago. Mother’s day is a bit difficult for me now that she is gone but instead of dwelling on how much I miss her I choose to be thankful for the other mother in my life that is still here. I have thanked my best friend often for sharing her mother with me. Ever since we were small children her mother treated me as if I were one of her own. She gave me the emotional support that I so needed. I will be forever grateful to her for always being there for me. She is one of the most wonderful, kind, loving, compassionate, giving, people I know. She not only helped me growing up but has also helped numerous others. I truly Love this amazing woman so much so that I named my daughter after her. I want to be just like her when I grow up! I would give her the stars and moon if they were mine to give. Thank you Helen Stanislawski for being such a positive influence in my life and helping me to become the person that I am today! I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day Mom Helen and I hope to be able to share many, many more with you! Birdie Forbes I am the middle child of 7, ranging in age from 58 to 80! Mom loved all of us equally. We were her pride and joy, and according to her, her biggest accomplishment in her life. Through good times and bad, both she and my Dad always made us feel secure and loved because they were secure in their love. If Mom were alive today, she could be on the poker tour and would probably have at least 5 bracelets as her passion was poker! I loved her for it and learned the game well! Barbara K. Clark

Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws. Barbara Kingsolver

My mother, Annelore Harrell is the best, most beautiful, smartest mother in the universe and she’s fun to hang out with! I asked her what it was like to be our mother – I’m the firstborn of five. She said even though we are all very different, she tried very hard to treat us all equally. She doesn’t like unpleasant topics, so she rarely speaks of the teenage years. Thank goodness for that! My mother loved to sing and we sang often. I still sing the same songs with my children and grandchildren: “I’m a Little Teapot,” “Eensie Weensie Spider” and the song that is called “Side by Side,” that starts out with the lyrics, “though we aint’ got a barrel of money,” and it was “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall” and “Row, Row, Row Your Boat” in the car. She raised us on Dr. Spock and told me that he ended every bit of advice with, “Ask your pediatrician.” As Army brats, we didn’t have pediatricians. Mothers learned about raising their children from other moms at coffee hour or on the playground. One of my mother’s happiest times was nap time, which she called “quiet time.” One of her mommy secrets was to cover us with Daddy’s large white undershirts when we were on our way somewhere. That way, no matter how messy we got (and we always did), she could “unwrap” us when we arrived and we’d be nice and clean. One of her favorite times was when we were freshly bathed, sweet smelling of Johnson’s baby powder as she tucked us into our beds. Her notso-wonderful times were when we’d get rambunctious in the car. She’d warn us – “You don’t want me to stop this car, do you?” I love my mother to the end of forever and back beyond infinity. She was a lot more about singing than swatting and I hope she has the best Mother’s Day ever! Tamela Maxim The Bluffton Breeze

May 2014


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