Memories

Last week I blogged about heirlooms that remind us of things in the past. Since Sunday will be Mother's Day this is a good time to talk about memories of our mothers.

I remember my mother placing my new baby brother in my arms as I sat in my little rocking chair and allowing me to feed him from his bottle.

As we drove to California I remember her calling out, "Westward Ho! That's us, kids."

Of course I remember the morning she told us our father had died of polio the night before.

And I remember her beautiful singing as she cooked dinner.

Those are only a few of the many memories I have of my mother. What do you remember about yours?