mother`s day

[lorca.nl]

she teach`s my how to care,

she teach`s my how to share,

she teach`s my how to love.

 

i will give a cointest because it`s mother`s day and i will give 2 V2 Lorca`s nerd away, so you have 2 chances to win.

all you have to do is tell my what`s your favorite story about your mother.

there is only one rule about it and that is that you keep it friendly.

 

this test ends monday at 20:00 Netherlands time.

 

good luck and i wish all of you a happy mother`s day.

[+Toojin]

When I am impatient or angy with someone because of what they are saying or how they are behaving, my mama says "Look in the mirror first".

[+dardevle]

My favorite memory of my mom is that my sister and I used to try to make her upset so she would spank us. Then when we succeeded we would laugh which really made her even madder. Little did she know that we would stuff our pants with toilet paper before! And the burnt crook pot meat with potatoes and carrots.

 

OK, fishing with her was fun too!

 

[+ThePetersTrio]

What a great idea for a cointest! Thank you!!

 

At the time this story took place, I was 16 years old and it mortified me to no end. As almost everything a parent does or says mortifies their teenager.

 

I was heavily into theater in high school. We had a very intense drama department and the shows we put on were not your average, typical high school theater shows. Our director was fairly well known nation-wide and we were invited to open the National Thespian Conference held at Ball State University, in Muncie, Indiana the spring of 1982. BIG honor. We performed the show Pippen.

 

However, months before the show we were faced with the daunting task of fundraising. We had at least 40 students in the cast and crew as well as chaperones and the cost of transporting sets, costumes, and props from Oregon to Indiana. I don't recall what the projected cost per student was, but it was steep and that meant we'd have to have numerous fundraisers.

 

So one evening there was a meeting in the school auditorium to discuss ideas for fundraising. I'm sitting with a bunch of my friends in the back of the auditorium. My mother and step-father are with the other parents in the front of the auditorium. The director makes a speech about the planned show and the honor of the invitation we've been given and the enormity of the planning necessary to make this happen. All of a sudden, I see my mother stand up to speak. And at the top of her voice she loundly declares, "I don't care what I have to do to see our kids get to Muncie. I'd SELL MY BODY if I have to!!"

 

 

And I slowly sink down into my seat, while my male friends give cat calls and wolf-whistles and my female friends laugh hysterically at my expense (all the while praising heaven that it wasn't THEIR mother who said that!) Oh man, I didn't live that down for years, let me tell you.

 

In the end, my mother didn't have to sell her body and we all made it to Muncie and had a fabulous time at the conference. Just after that my family moved to Minnesota away from our home and the friends/family we loved. And while the memories of that experience will never leave me, I think the memory of my mother's fierce determination to ensure that her daughter had every possible opportunity to experience new places, new challenges, and new things is what will stand out the most. Because a part of me thinks that she just might have sold her body to make it happen for me. And as bizarre as that may sound, that just shows the depth of her love for me.

 

Happy Mother's Day mom. I love you.

[+Nochipra]

When I was born, I was born on my parent's 7th anniversary and I was their first child. I have one younger sister. What should have been a wonderful occasion for them was dampened somewhat because I was born with a birth defect called spina bifida and the doctor's were unsure of whether I would live or not. I am sure they were very unsure of how to raise a child with a disability and it was totally unexpected. My mom told me that once I was born she asked the doctor if I would need to be treated any differently from any other child and the doctor told her to raise me just like she would a "normal" child which is exactly what she did. She expected me to do my part in society and I grew up doing chores, being punished when I did something wrong, doing my best in school (I even graduated from college). All the while she took me to my doctor's appointments which I had quite often, she and my dad had to pay for braces and crutches, braces on my teeth, wheelchairs, and other miscellaneous things that children with disabilities need. She was also a full time kindergarten teacher with her own private kindergarten. I totally credit her with the way I do things in my life and my determination do what I want to do even if it is a little more difficult to accomplish. Thank you mom for raising me the way you did:)

[+derschlings]

What a great idea for a cointest! Thank you!!

 

...we were invited to open the National Thespian Conference held at Ball State University, in Muncie, Indiana the spring of 1982. ...

 

we all made it to Muncie ...

 

What a HOOT! I was born right near Muncie and spent 'bout all my growing up years there. Graduated High School in '81 right before you visited. But honestly, having spent the first 18 years of my life in Muncie, there's NO WAY I'd sell even part of my body to visit Muncie

 

Thanks for sharing your story... it made my day

[+derschlings]

Okay, so now for my favorite Mother's Day story:

I was 13, suffering from a major case of the "woe is me"s due to all the pimples erupting everywhere...

anyway, on Mother's Day, my dear, ever-caring mama decided to share with the family the story of each of our births (horrors: my "girlfriend and her family" was eating Sunday dinner with us...)

so Mom says, "Marky, when you were born, you were covered all over with this downy black hair...and skinny as a rail... the nurse whose name was Jamima... and she looked just like the Aunt Jamima on the syrup bottle... laid you on my chest just waggin' her head back and forth and just "tsk-tsk-tsking" and said, "Honey only a Mama could love sumthin' that looks like this child... he looks like a lil' monkey..." ... I thought I would die... and my "girlfriend" and her family, well, they never did come back for dinner again.

Well, with a love that only a Mama could offer, she raised me okay I think. We both survived me, and we both appear to have turned out okay.

 

thanks for letting us share.

and happy Mother's Day too.

[+Moose-r-us and MrEdden]

For Mom's 70th birthday all of us kids decided to take her back to a vacation spot she used to take us as kids. Mom had been having a run of bad luck with her health so we decided to bring back some happy memories for her. She was extremely surprised and had so much fun. She said we were all the greatest kids a mother could wish for. What surprised all of us is that 70 year old mom still had the guts to jump off the high diving board!!!

 

That is only one of the special memories I have with mom. Unfortunately after that Mom's health took another turn for the worse and she passed away about 1 1/2 years later.

 

Mom was so surprised!!

 

I hope I can do that when i'm 70!!

[+Moose-r-us and MrEdden]

Darnit.....I miss my mom.

[+rsfish1]

My favorite Mother's Day story will not happen until tomorrow. My brother has terminal cancer and was diagnosed last June 11th and was given 3 or so months to live.

 

Tomorrow is 11 months and my mom will still have both her sons for Mother's Day. Just to be able to see that tomorrow will make it the best Mother's Day ever.

 

Happy Mother's Day to all moms out there. Us son's can be a real pain sometimes. But you always put up with us and love us just the same!

Edited May 11, 2008 by rsfish1

[+Tank Hounds]

It's not really a single story...but my mom went to every single swim meet of mine when I was growing up. If anyone has ever been to a swim meet you know that they are long, hot and boring. She never complained, she never yelled at me to swim faster or because I didn't swim fast enough. She drove to most of the meets (we all slept in one hotel room...kids on the floor, parents on the beds). When I got a swimming scholarship in college she continued the tradition and attended most of our home swim meets, even though it was a 4 hour drive for her. Of course back then I didn't know how much this would mean to me later, but it was great that she was there for me and my sport.

[+GATOULIS]

Oh! what a sweet cointest! Hmmm how many times can we post?

I am asking because I have many stories to say!

 

I love both of my parents, a lot, but since it is Mother's day, I will place things about my mother! for more stories, wait untli father's day!

 

I just love my mother! she is sweet, understanding, wise...

She teached me as Lorca wrote, to care, to share, to love, to be patient, to be strong to be me!

 

She has done and still does so many things for me and for my sister, without even expecting a thank you! she was just giving her sowl to see me and my sister to be happy, to smile, to laugh! Of course we show our love and our feelings to her!

 

During my birth, and becasue of high blood preasure, she was in a dangerous situation... well, she might had died! Becasue of all that, I was born and had red eyes (from blood preasure) for 40 days! All were afraid that I was going to be blind! Well, I am not!

 

My mother, exept of a mother, she is a good friend, adviser and I can speak to her about my problems, no matter waht these are! This is not something common! At least here in Greece! (of course, with my father are friends too! Close friends! ).

 

What to write about her? What story?

 

When I was in the army, I was first in Athens! after 18 days, we were taking the vow to protect our country until our last drop of blood etc! After that we were real soldiers and our second trainning started!

After the vow, they were giving us a 3 day permission, just because all these 18 days, we were all the time in the camp!

I couldn't go to Rhodes! Ships were to slow! I had to spend a day to go and a day to come in a ship, so I would stay only for some hours!

Aeroplane tickets were expensive! Sometimes, it is cheaper to go to an other country than to do the Rhodes - Athens - Rhodes or Athens -Rhodes- Athens!

 

So, my mother, even if we didn;t have enough money, took my sister (my father was working and couldn't leave at that period. Well, we will talk in father's day for all that! ) and came to Athens so I will not be alone! As a typical Greek mother, she brought with her food, sweets, cakes....enough to feed the whole company!!!

 

I didn't expect anyone, I was sitting in a corner watching all the others with their families when I saw them!!!! I felt so.... sorry I can not describe my feelings! ....well ok, I will post something about my father and hope Lorca will forgive me! Just becasue my father couldn't come, except all his phonecalls, when I came back to Rhodes, for the rest of my military trainning, he was waiting for me in the port! ! It was rainning, he left from work..without permission, and he was waiting in the rain just to see me!!! I couldn't go to home at the moment! I had to go to the company and if I was lucky, I would had permission to go home for some hours!

 

Anyway.... back to my mama!!!

 

After some years, my team (I play volley) was having a party! when I say my team, just imagine all the other sports too! A team has children in many sports!

It was Carnival so everyone was going to be with costumes! I was not planning to go, just because my friends were not planning to go! The party was far away from my house, so...

 

I had a sudden call from my friends that finaly they were going and they had an extra seat in their car to take me! I didn't have a costume and everything was closed! My mother was with a broken arm! she was with the plaster in her hand but she offered to help me with that! She was going to make a costume for me!

I was going to be an Arab! I said no, but she insisted! Go have some fun! she said to me!

She sayed all night and the next morning in her sewing machine, with only one hand, and the costume was ready to wear!!!

Unfortunately, my friends never came! I was dressed but stayed at home! I was so sad, so angry... but she was just trying to make thigs better, to calm me! she never said a word about all her work and her pain in her hand! I still have that costume! A beautiful one that was made with pain but was never worn! I got fat and...

 

Ok! my post is huge again!!! Sorry!

If I am allowed to post again, you might see some more!

[+Butterfly_lady]

I scrolled down to the top of the photo.......

 

 

I hope I can do that when i'm 70!!

 

 

And all I saw was a woman running across the roof top!

[+chancerider]

I don't have very many "mother" type stories since my birth mother died when I was young. But, that said, when my Pop was 78 he met a woman who was to become his wife, and therefore my "mother". Granted, she was my step-mother, but neither of us ever used that term. She was to become my mother, in every context of the word.

 

Anyway, Pop and I were talking by phone in 1993, and out of the blue, he asks if I'd like to talk with my new "mother". HUH? I replied that, well, yes I would like to talk with her. Our very first meeting was by phone, when they announced to me that they would be getting married in 3 weeks, on June 18th. Remember, Pop was 78 and she was 64! We hit it off well by phone, and during that call I told her to keep it hush-hush, but that I'd be coming back for the wedding.

 

I *told* my boss that I'd be taking some time off of work (thankfully he agreed readily!), and I made my plans to fly from California to Missouri. The wedding was scheduled for 10am, but I couldn't get to the church until about 10:30. "Mom" had secretly told the minister of my plans to fly in... when the time for the wedding rolled around and I wasn't yet there, the minister decided to stall for a bit. He called Mom and Pop into his office to have "the talk" with them. Remember, they're 78 and 64 and he's asking them if they're sure about what they're about to embark upon!

 

When I arrived at the church, someone let the minister know I was there. As he's ushering everyone into the church for the ceremony, Mom looks up, sees me, and says "well, honey, look who's here" (we'd never met, but hey, I was the only stranger there!). My tough-as-nails, old farmer Pop sees me and immediately breaks into tears! It was a moment I'll cherish forever. So, I owe one of the best momemts of my life to this woman, who immediately became my Mother. In every context of the word.

 

They only had 8 years together before they both passed away in 2001. Not a day went by that she didn't dote on my father and treat me as her own daughter. I will always love and cherish her for making my Pop as happy as she did, and for giving me what I'd never had... a Mother.

 

8 years after their deaths I still tear up remembering this day. I will ever be thankful that she came into our lives and became my "Mother".

 

Sorry, I know this is pretty sappy, but it's one of my fondest memories. Back into my hidey-hole where I usually just lurk.

 

Happy Mother's Day to all the mother's out there!

Edited May 11, 2008 by chancerider

[+hollora]

Darnit.....I miss my mom.

 

Yeah, me too!

 

I have a funny Mom story. My Mom loved oysters on the half shell and sea food in general. She would eat clams raw, right out of the shell too when shucking them. We used to go to church camp and Mom was the Camp Director every summer. A quarter was alot of money back then. And we had a penny candy store at the camp. So, when the kids and I went down to the beach I would get them to dig a clam or two and bet them a quarter my Mom would eat it raw. I won a lot of bets, cause of course when they brought her a clam she would eat it. Finally one day she thought it odd all the kids were bringing her clams and she caught on. I was in big trouble. Forget now, how many weeks I had to go without allowance to pay back all those bets.

 

From babysitting my children to making crafts when I was in school - wow, she did it all. Moms are the Best!

 

And I love the photo submitted of someone fishing with their Mom. My Mom fished and hunted with me.

 

Thanks for the cointest and bringing back a flood for memories........which would have come tomorrow anyway!

[+gardengorilla]

Well, I don't know if it's my favorite story but it came to mind first...

When I was about 8, we still had Christmas at an Aunt's house every year. For a while, they got some of the uncles to be the fat man in the red suit, but the year i was 8 none of my uncles would do it. So, my mom, newly single and feeling independent of men decided to be santa! Now, you have to understand my mom is small, about 5feet tall and well, has boobs. When it was my turn to sit on Santa's lap, I was so excited but as I sat down, I felt small legs and then I noticed the nail polish. My mom's "ho ho ho! Were you a good girl this year?" was the last straw. I knew that my mom was Santa and that was the end of the line for me at 8 years' old. Sad but true.

[LoriDarlin]

What a wonderful tribute to Mothers everywhere - thank you!!

 

This isn't my 'favorite' story but it is the most memorable for me and I think of it every time one of my own children are sick.

 

One time when I was young I got sick with Strep Throat. It was something I had often as a child, to the point of having to get a series of shots to help prevent it. One of the last times I had come down with it, my mother also happened to have it at the same time. She somehow managed to fix us dinner and we struggled thru it. Afterwards I had to do the dishes (it was my chore) and I was really having a hard time with it. Those of you who've had strep know what I'm talking about. It just makes your whole body weak. She saw that I was struggling and said "Honey, why don't you go lay down in bed and I will take care of the dishes." I was so sick I took her up on that gratefully, but I still felt bad for her because I knew she felt just as lousy as I did...yet she made sure everyone else still got their meal and then cleaned up the mess. I could hear her out there working and wished she would go to bed too. She didn't go to bed until 'her job was done'. She never complained once about it and I will never forget that evening.

 

The beauty of my mother is that she has lived her entire life like that. She is the most selfless person I know. She is truly one in a million!!!

 

Happy Mothers Day Mom - I love you!!

[+Doonchak]

I have two stories, one funny and one sweet.

 

The sweet one is that when I was 10 years old I had a severe allergic reaction to a medication and ended up in the hospital for over a month with basically 2-3rd degree burns over my entire body due to the reaction (Steven's Johnson Syndrome). For the entire time I was in all three of the hospitals I was in, my Mom never left for anything other then a shower or to get something to eat. She lived on a cot in my room and never left my side.

 

The funny one is when I was about 13 or so, we used to travel back and forth to San Diego, CA from Vancouver, BC and we usually went through Nevada on the way down and back for a little vacation. My mom is fairly conservative and not generally the type of person to do something wild and crazy, but as we were nearing the border of Nevada and California, we wanted to stop at the border casino for dinner and a chance for me to play at the arcade. My mom missed the exit and was about to enter California when she all of a sudden turned on the 4x4 and pulled off the freeway into the desert next to the road. She drove back towards the casino through the desert and then pulled back onto the freeway, going the wrong way so she could get on the exit. By far the most surprising thing my mom has ever done.

 

Thanks for the cointest, some good stores

[lorca.nl]

what a great story`s so far i love to read them..

 

the answer on the question how much you may post is so much you like.

the answer on the question what you can win is a V2 Lorca`s nerd.

you have 2 chanche`s to win.

 

keep posting all of your sweet story`s about your mama and thanks so far for doing it.

[+Geo.Error]

 

Mother's Day in various regions:

 

Day

Second Sunday in February Norway

February 2 Greece. Corresponds to the Eastern Orthodox feast day of the Presentation of Jesus at the Temple. Since the Theotokos (The Mother of God) appears prominently in this feast as the one who brought Christ to the Temple at Jerusalem, this feast is associated with mothers. However, today many Greeks are beginning to observe Mother's Day as rendered by the West.

Shevat 30 (falls anywhere between January 30 and March 1) Israel

March 3 Georgia

March 8 Afghanistan, Albania*, Armenia, Azerbaijan, Belarus, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Bulgaria,Laos, Macedonia*, Moldova*, Montenegro, Romania*, Russia*, Serbia**, Ukraine, South Korea, and Vietnam. *In Albania, Belarus, Bulgaria, Guyana, Italy, Macedonia, Mongolia, Russia, and Ukraine it is observed as International Women's Day, not specifically Mothers' day.

Fourth Sunday in Lent (Mothering Sunday - March 2 in 2008) Ireland, Nigeria, United Kingdom

March 21 (vernal equinox) Bahrain, Egypt, Iraq, Jordan, Kuwait, Oman, Lebanon, Palestine, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Sudan, Syria, United Arab Emirates, Yemen (All Arab countries in general)

March 25 Slovenia

April 7 Armenia

April 2 (Chinese calendar)* China

Baisakh Amavasya (Mata Tirtha Aunsi) Nepal

First Sunday in May Hungary, Lithuania*, Portugal, Spain

May 8 Albania (Parents' Day), South Korea (Parents' Day).

May 10 El Salvador, Guatemala, Mexico

Second Sunday in May - (May 11 in 2008)

Anguilla, Aruba, Australia, Austria, Bahamas, Bangladesh, Barbados, Belgium, Belize, Bermuda, Bonaire, Brazil, Brunei, Bulgaria, Canada, Chile, Colombia, Croatia, Cuba, Curaçao, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Denmark, Ecuador, Estonia, Finland, Germany, Ghana, Greece, Grenada, Honduras, Iceland, India, Italy, Jamaica, Japan, Latvia*, Malta, Malaysia, Myanmar, The Netherlands, New Zealand, Pakistan, Peru, Philippines, Puerto Rico, Slovakia, South Africa, St. Lucia, Saint Vincent and the Grenadines, Suriname, Switzerland, Trinidad and Tobago, Turkey, Ukraine, United States, Uruguay, Venezuela, Zimbabwe

May 15 Paraguay

May 26 Poland

May 27 Bolivia

last Sunday in May Algeria, Dominican Republic, France (except if it coincides with Pentecost day, in which case Mother's Day will be shifted to the first Sunday of June), Haiti, Mauritius, Morocco, Sweden, Tunisia.

May 30 Nicaragua

June 1 Mongolia (The Mothers and Children's Day. Mongolia is the only country that celebrates Mother's day twice a year.)

2nd Sunday of June Luxembourg

Last Sunday of June Kenya

August 12 Thailand (the birthday of Queen Sirikit Kitiyakara)

August 15 (Assumption Day) Antwerp (Belgium), Costa Rica

Second Monday in October Malawi

October 14 Belarus

Third Sunday in October Argentina (Día de la Madre)

Last Sunday of November Russia

December 8 Panama

16 December, Iranian calendar: 25 Azar (Mother And Child Foundation) Iran

December 22 Indonesia

 

Lithuania and Latvia celebrate both Mother's Day in the first week of May, and Women's Day on the 8th of March. In these countries, they are separate celebrations.

In China, in recent years some people began to advocate Mother's Day for memory of Meng Mu, the mother of Mèng Zǐ. It's still not an official festival except in very few cities.

 

[+Geo.Error]

Red roses for all the Mothers on this forum

 

[+Team Professor X]

It's an open door, but........ My mom, she'll always be the greatest because she (and my dad ) decided to make ME! So I'am glad I can live this life with all it's ups and downs. Now we have twins ourselves and we got even more respect for our parents and today particulairy our moms. So cheers to all the moms in this world

[lorca.nl]

a little poem that i write for my mother today.

 

my dad teach me to play soccer,

my dad teach me to use a locker.

my dad teach me to climb a tree,

my dad teach me not fall on my knee.

my dad teach me to use a light,

my dad teach me not to fight.

my dad teach me how to cycle,

my dad teach me how to love michel.

my dad teach me to use manners,

my dad teach me to be awaernes.

my dad teach me to swin,

fo all this i adore him,

 

but his most sweetist wife,

that`s the woman who give my live.

 

happy mother`s day all you sweet mothers

[+sweetlife]

I called my mom and wished her a Happy mothers day and also send a couple other emails and wished other people a Happy Mothers Day this morning. Good morning to everyone one else in here A Happy Mothers Day, sure wouldnt want to leave anyone out. My mother and I never used to be real close as a child, but as I have grown up and into a young lady myself even tho I have lots of grey hair already I have learned that not only is my mom, she is also one of my best friends. I have learned that my mom means the world to me and i have grown to love her more and more as each day passes and there will be one Day that my mom will no longer be with us. There is not a time that i see her or even talk to her to I not ever say that I love her before I hang up that phone or give her a hug and tell her tyhat I love her. I wouldnt want to go on in life not ever getting the chance to tell her that. I have come so close with my mom that we can talk just about anything and I dont have to be afraid of nothing, she is so understanding. I give such credit now looking back on all the years she has raised me. She did a fantastic job. She was a very strict mother and living on a farm was not easy. We had our chores to do after school , we ate dinner, did our home work and not having a tv in the house until I was about 15, we listened to alot of the radio up in our bedrooms. Hardly ever did my mother have to yell at us to put the lights out at night and time for bed, we just knew when it was bedtime, we go down stairs and brush our teeth and give mom and dad a kiss and a hug goodnight and off to bed we went. Our parenst always taught us respect our elders, and listen to adults as a child and when mom and dad had a night of friends over and playing cards we were never aloud at the table, we were never there to pester them, we knew that it was only the adults alloud in that kitchen that night. My parents taught us to work and earn money for the things we wanted. It is taught us how to appreciate the things we have. We learned that paying bills now is more important then then spending it foolishly, bills first then if there is anything left then it is different, otherwise we dont do anything. What I am trying to say is that mom has been a good mother and and she did a great job of raising us kids. We love you mom and you have a Happy Mother's Day.

 

 

sweetlife

[+mousekakat]

I don't have a good relationship with my mom. Sadly enough, she was a crap mom, but she's a great gramma, so we do keep in touch and see each other for my own childrens' sake.

 

Mom ruled with an iron fist and a leather belt, so we learned to obey by fear. There were things in our house that you just didn't do. You didn't whine or backtalk or try to bargain for mom to change her mind, and you didn't miss school unless there was a serious illness, preferrably marked by massive amounts of blood everywhere, high fever, or comatose condition .

 

In spite of that, though, one day per year we went to find the flowers.

 

Ya see, I grew up in Texas, and wildflowers there, especially bluebonnets, are a yearly rite and priviledge for us Texans to view. Every year, along roadsides and in parks, you'll find folks with kids dressed in their Easter best taking pics in the bluebonnets and indian paintbrushes, picnicking in patches of cobalt blue dotted with bright red, and just out driving around looking at the deep blue phenomenon that the roadsides in Texas become for a few short weeks per year.

 

And we were 3 of those folks out there. Mom, mysteriously, would pull us that one day every year and we'd go hunting for the biggest, bluest patch of flowers we could find, all over east Texas and beyond, making a full day of it. No hitting, no yelling, no getting in trouble, just my little sister, my mom, and I, out looking for beautiful wildflowers and having picnics and enjoying the day.

 

Lots of great memories on those yearly outings, we found all kinds of hidden places in the backroads of Texas to see and do.

 

And to this day, I still love going looking for bluebonnets

 

AND... I pull Hanna from school a day or two a year just for her and I to have a fun day together... and she doesn't live in fear, either!

 

Naomi

 

Bluebonnets, Marble Falls, Texas, April 2004

 

Bluebonnets and paintbrush, Brenham, Texas, April 2004

 

I'd love to take credit for those pics, but I can't. Here is the website they are from.

Edited May 11, 2008 by mousekakat

[+darnjoeSNARG]

My mom is lots of fun. We enjoy geocaching together, but we don't get to do that too often b/c she's in Mississippi and I"m in South Carolina. However, in June I'll be moving to Louisiana and I'm hoping that we'll get a lot more time together then. One of my recent favorite memories is the day that mom outfished me....in a fur coat no less!!!!!!!!!!! I'm a hardcore bass fisherman and somehow the stars aligned, or misaligned, on a cold winter day, so that my mother managed to catch 2 bass to my none (I did manage a catfish). There is a picture, but I'm afraid that she might disown me if I post it!!

[+Tschakko]

One of my favourite story is an ongoing story

 

When I started geocaching, I started out alone, ´cause no one of my friends or family was interested in it except my mother.

So we found some caches together. Then we did the cache Lost Place "Rebhuhn" last summer.

It was fun to see, how excited she got about it and how enthusiastic she was searching for the cache itself.

 

I think it is great to see, that we can have such fun together, even though I am not that small anymore. She keeps up with time and moves on and on and on....

 

Tschakko

[+Fishnic]

When I was about 15 (and about 6 inches taller than my mother) I was having a discussion with her in the kitchen. after not agreeing with her (and becoming slightly mouthy), Mother quickly pulled the drawer open that contained the wooden mixing spoons. These were my source of punishment in my toddler years. With a swift swing towards my rear end, the spoon connected with my backside. It broke in half!!! I dont know who was more suprised, me for being disiplined that way again, or my mother from seeing the spoon crack in half. We stared each other in shock and then busted out laughing for what seemed like forever. I still remember it to this day when i pass that drawer in her house.

[+GATOULIS]

Hello to all! I just came back home!

I will post an other story about my mother!

 

When I was a child, and I was operated (I had hernia. I found this word on the dictionary), so I had to stay in the hospital for a few days!

My mother stayed with me all the time! Ok, I was young, about 8?

She was even spending her nights in a chair next to me! what a sweet mama! I could see that she was so tired, but she was there, with me!

I can awake easily at night! Even a small sound and Iam awake!

So, when I was awake at night, I could see her sleeping on the chair next to me!

Mother's love is unigue! I felt that a lot of times!

Thank you Mama, thank you for all!! I love you!

 

Of course I am not waiting mother's day to tell her that! Everyday is a Mother's or Father's day! We have to be there with them, as they were there for us! Now that they are old, they need us! They need to feel our love, they need to see that they were good parents, have good children and all their life and what they done for us, really worth it!

I hope you can understand what I am writting! Sometimes it is difficult to translate words, but feeling are the same no matter where you live, your country,...!

[+luckycharmer]

There were ten of us kids along with 2 cousins in our home and Mom was always cooking something. We loved her homemade donuts. We tried to surprise her one Mothers Day by making them for her.

 

We decided to double her favorite recipe. The recipe called for 1/4 cup sugar so we doubled it to 2/4 cups. The problem was we thought that that meant to take the 4 cup measuring cup and filling it twice. so we used 2 4cupmeasuring cups full of sugar rather than 2/4 cup of sugar. Instead of 40 donuts we ended up with 640 donuts. Mom ended up spending the entire Mothers Day frying donuts and never complained. She later gave each of us a 1 cup measuring cup.

 

She still laughs about donuts stacked everywhere. She now has dementia but still remembers that Mothers Day.

 

I still use her recipe and have her help do whatever she can. LOVE YOU MOM.

[+Frank n Beck]

When I was 6yrs of age, we had taken a trip to my Aunt's house in Georgia. While there we had gone to a lake for a week end. I had gone to the peir with my Uncle and cousins, when I had slip in and some how floated under the pier which was set atop the water. I had about run out of breath when I saw a hand, I reached for it and was pulled out. It was my Mothers hand. So my Mother not only gave birth to me, but she saved my life. I always remember that, it may not be what other would call a happy memory, but for me it means everything. I try to call when I can, about twice a week or more, and I try to remember her birthday, and other special days, but I never forget Mother's Day!! I always try to do something special, even though we live far apart. She's not only my mom, but my best friend.

 

Not sure if this is what you were looking for, but I had to share this!

 

Thanks for putting this post up, it was a great idea!

[+softball29]

Not sure if I am on time for this one as I'm not sure the time difference etc.

 

But I'll do a quick Mother's Day story about my mother. It's basically the past year and change, but I've learned the world about my mother -- her strength, her determination and everything else. My father was told he had cancer in October or November 2006. He battled and battled. My mother (and the rest of us) were by his side the whole time. He passed this past August and to look back at everything my mother did through his illness is incredible.

 

I've always been close with my parents, but through this all I grew a closer bond with my mother. She often has told relatives and friends I was her "angel" through all of this, but I'd like to think it was the other way around. Watching how she reacted, how she did everything and how she got through it made me realize how marriages were made years ago and how people should care and feel for one another through the end. My mother is an amazing person and I'm glad Mother's Day is there so mothers around the world can be recognized.

 

Thanks for the time and the cointest.

[+fairyhoney]

On my 9th birthday, my Mom surprised me with a brand new Schwinn bicycle. It was white, with orchid stripes. We never had very much money for extras when I was growing up. My Mom was a waitress at a place called Ted's Diner in (White Center) Seattle, WA. It turns out that she saved all her tips to buy me that bike. I was the luckiest girl around cuz "I had a Brand NEW Bicycle" ! My sister and older brother never had one, only used.

Then, for my 10th birthday, we lived in Slidell, Louisiana since my Dad transferred down there to work with NASA. My Mom fixed me a homemade Chinese dinner, including wantons AND a totally homemade strawberry angel food cake with chocolate frosting. Must have been my favorite flavors at the time. She also bought me a lavender colored stuffed dog as my present since we couldn't get a real dog.

This isn't a story about my Mom, just what she did for 2 of my birthdays!

[+Carbon Hunter]

I guess mother's are something we all take for granted.

 

I remember my mom so fondly as I was growing up - I always thought she was so strict and unfair, and how so many of my friend's mom's were so much cooler!

 

But sadly, she passed away extremely suddenly when I was 15. All through my remaining teenage years I realised just how much she actually meant to me. And how she was not strict at all - and her discipline that I thought as unfair was really just teaching me lessons and disciplines that I'd need for the rest of me life.

 

I remember being about 19 or 20 when I really realised this. And how I wept so. I must say that it was sad to loose my mom - but I was privaleged to have had her for so many of my important formative years. It is just really sad that my 2 sons or wife will never meet her - as I know they would have been richwer for doing so.

[+GATOULIS]

Oh!!! I read fairyhoney's post about the bicycle and remembered....

 

I was very young! One day I went with my mother in a store, and I saw the most beautiful bicycle I have ever seen! It was expensive so...

I just went close to see it, touch it....pretend that it was my bike for a while! I could "fly in the sky" with that!!!

 

Well... my birthday was comming! On that day, a huge pack came in my home! It was the beautiful bicycle!!!

 

It was a plastic and metal one, and it was...a beautiful aeroplane shaped bicycle of Olympic airlines!!! It has everything, wings, turbins, all its stickers.... the seat was a little higher from the center, and the steering wheel was like the aeroplane's one! I was the pilot!!!!

 

My mother and my father were keeping some money for my present!

Some of the money came from my godfather too! He is my uncle too, and he is my mother's brother! Of course I count that this present came because of my mom!

 

I may be 33 years old, but....not only I forgot this bike, but actually still have it!!! No, I am not riding it!!!

 

It is in our house in Leros island, where my godfather lives! We didn't have space to put it here in Rhodes!

It is still in good shape, very good shape (I was so careful with it!), but the stickers are not! Well, I will fix them one day, and I hope, when I make a family, my son will ride it! the next "pilot" of the bicycle!!!

Of course till that time....he might want a UFO!!!!

[+Geo.Error]

The time in the Netherlands is now: 15.25

 

Still 4 1/2 hours to go with this cointest

 

Good luck to you all

[paganfrog]

my mother has had the patience of a saint to have had to cope with me as i grew up. she was there to comfort me when i had a bad reaction to swimming pool chemicals that made my hair fall out at the age of 9 years old. she was there to listen to my misery between the ages of 13-16 years old being the long term school victim. she was there to pick up the peices when i just didnt feel strong enough to cope with my teenage years. my mother even put up with me going off the deep end when i left school and got arrogant and thinking i could do what ever i liked whenever i liked. she silently and not so silently took the brunt of my selfishness and mean words to her. she took the hurt i threw at her and cried quietly in private.

all these things shes helped me with and all the mean things i hurt her with, she still loves me, and its only been the last few years, when i became a mother, that i realise how precious my mother is.

 

i have told her before and i will say it here.

 

i love you mum, and am grateful for you bringing me into this world and guiding me through life to become the adult and mother i am now.

[+gardengorilla]

When I was about 15 (and about 6 inches taller than my mother) I was having a discussion with her in the kitchen. after not agreeing with her (and becoming slightly mouthy), Mother quickly pulled the drawer open that contained the wooden mixing spoons. These were my source of punishment in my toddler years. With a swift swing towards my rear end, the spoon connected with my backside. It broke in half!!! I dont know who was more suprised, me for being disiplined that way again, or my mother from seeing the spoon crack in half. We stared each other in shock and then busted out laughing for what seemed like forever. I still remember it to this day when i pass that drawer in her house.

 

Ha! that's funny. My mom broke a couple of spoons on my rear..and it only made her more mad. Then she got smart and got a very strong plastic one that NEVER broke. Ah, those were the days....

[+gardengorilla]

Wow, these are all great stories. Some made me laugh and some made me cry.

Yesterday was Mother's Day and being a mom to 3 kids is a privilege, not a right. We spent the day at soccer and caching and it was great. My younger two are still at the age when they make me things in school. I got poems describing how beautiful I was, a homemade tile mosaic of a heart, and a beautiful painted tile with an inch of shellac on it from my 7 year old. I enjoyed every minute of it,every year because I know eventually the homemade things stop coming like at about my 13 year old son's age. This year he had a soccer game to play, so we went to watch. After the 45 minute warm-up the whole team came bounding across the field to their mothers with roses in their hands. It was quite a sight to see and one I'm sure us soccer moms will never forget.

[lorca.nl]

it`s time to pick two winners

 

and the winners are

 

Gardengorrila

and

the Peters trio

 

congratuled

 

please email your adress so i can post the nerd to you

[+ThePetersTrio]

Wow - thanks!! I have enjoyed reading everyone's stories so much!!

 

I'll have to tell my mom that I won a cointest based on her embarassing me as a teen. She'll get a kick out of that.

[+Geo.Error]

Congrats the Peterstrio and Gardengorrila with winning those beautiful rose glow in the dark nerdsv2

 

Thanks Lorca.nl for this great cointest

[lorca.nl]

 

everybody for all the beautiful story`s that all of you share white us.

i enjoy all the story and i can tell you how happy and sad the make me

one thing i know is that all of your mothers can proud of you because all of you are good fooks

remember that......

 

for all the mama`s love you

[paganfrog]

thanks lorca for the nice cointest. it was my first attempt to win a coin and i shall enjoy participating in future cointests

[+Frank n Beck]

Congrats to the winners!!! Job well done!!! Thanks lorca.nl for the cointest!!!!

[+gardengorilla]

it`s time to pick two winners

 

and the winners are

 

Gardengorrila

and

the Peters trio

 

congratuled

 

please email your adress so i can post the nerd to you

 

Oh cool, I won? Thanks for the cointest lorca.nl!! Very gracious of you...

Congratulations 'the Peters trio' also.

thanks for all the stories about moms, they really made my morning!

[+ThePetersTrio]

Congratulations 'the Peters trio' also.

 

And to you too!

[+luckycharmer]

CONGRATULATIONS to the winners. Mother's Day was great. I loved all the memories.

[+darnjoeSNARG]

Congrats to the winners~!

[+Carbon Hunter]

Thanks for te cointest - lovely to remember one's mom and the amazing people mom's are - and continue to be.

 

All us Dad's (with wonderful wives) are also winners - and congrats to the coin winners too.