Mom’s Memos
I knew they were there because they’ve nestled in the same drawer for many years
& I’d hear myself repeatedly say, “one day, ONE DAY I shall hunker down and read those words”, her words
but, it took me until yesterday to actually do.
Mom’s memories of vacations past.
Her thoughts, observations, grumbles and joys all gathered and jotted in little memo books.
I’m not sure why she felt the need to document the yearly trips to wherever
but, I’m oh so happy !! her 1980’s, 90’s and early 2000 self did
as these scribbles and scrabbles are a treasure trove of HER.
Her pen. Her paper. Her handwriting
& have I mentioned how I ADORE the personal touch of handwriting ??
It’s as if Mom is sitting right next to me as I enjoy this journey.
hi ma
She’s taking me back to Hey !
Remember that contest we won in the sixth grade ?!??
Yes, I do
& yes, WE did
but, truth be told ?
It was Mom.
All Mom.
“My Favorite Place To Visit In Indiana”, a tourism, writing competition,
AKA homework
which was THE very last thing I wanted to do on that Sunday evening, all those years ago.
So Mom, with her loving silliness, helped.
She nudged and prodded and came up with ways I should say this
and that
& we wrote.
We signed.
We sealed and delivered
& by golly !! WE won.
FIRST PLACE.
YaY
I got my name in the newspaper, a nifty camera. an awesome certificate and a trip to a State Park
& Mom ??
awwwww Mom.
I’m pretty positive I get these writing skills from her
& now, I can’t get enough of those precious, priceless, memo pads.
She had a comic living within, a political commentator too.
She was a woman born ahead of her time, for sure.
She often felt as if she had been here before and was very much pulled to the West with it’s cowboys, howling wolves and such.
She was a reader of novels and a wish-I-was novelist.
A writer.
My mama was a writer
& it looks like I am too.
The older I get, the clearer I see.
I’m tapping into, I’m understanding, I’m continuing.
I do this, I write THIS for you and with you, Mom.
& I wholeheartedly thank you for the nudge.
🙂