My stronger first memories:
- my mom and me standing at the front door watching my brother and sister get on the school bus and standing in the same place later in the day, waiting for them to get off of the bus.
- standing under my mom's housecoat while she cooked breakfast (weird, I know!)
- sitting on my mom and dad's bed as she taught me how to write my name.
I'm sure many first memories include one's mom, but I know many people didn't, or don't, have that privilege. I feel very luck to have a mom who was, and still is, always there for her kids. She has always provided our family with a feeling of stability, steadiness and strength. Thank (again!), Mom!
|Can't you just sense the stability here?! haha! So serious.|
|Me, around the age of my first memory. We never had much money, but my mom made every holiday and birthday really special. (I guess my mom is the one who started my life long (minus a few years) pixie cut!)|
|And my mom, at around the same age- three-ish. It's crazy how much we didn't look alike then, but really resemble each other now.|
Have a great July 4th!! Juli