I thought it is spring time so went with the pastel geen and pink. My mom was so many things in her life time. she loved to cook and wrote recepies that she cooked up for a local newspaper . She never used her name. She wrote about her family so people suspected. She loved to do crafts ,a church goer, loved by all. I remember she had a dream she was seeing a stairway with diapers strung all the way up to Heaven. Her parents died when she was young met my Dad and fell in love. They wanted a large family. |
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What beautiful memories you have of growing up and your mother! Some of your stories sound like my mother. My mom grew up in the coal region of upstate Pennsylvania and is one of 8...4 sisters, 1 brother who will be 95 this year, and 2 step brothers. My mom was the baby of the bunch and she will be 85 in November. My parents are actually flying up from Florida today for my son'e first communion and after reading your post I am even more anxious to see them. Thank you for sharing your lovely table along with your most cherished memories! This is truly a very special post.
Have a beautiful weekend!!!
Ah, man, Vernice....I am just floored. I read this post, then went back to the top to read it again. Then I went back to look at the pictures. This is really touching. With a family of 12 kids, I'm sure the stories you could tell would fill a book bigger than "War & Peace"!!! The love that was shared within your family is so great, and to have had parents who loved and cared for you guys (and apparently each other, as well) so deeply is priceless. I don't remember "I Remember Mama", but I most certainly remember "Cheaper By the Dozen"!!! Fun stuff!!! Reading this makes me think what a little snot I was in my childhood, complaining because I had to share a room with my messy, messy sister. Here you guys were having to share a bed! I could see how that would be pretty great in the winter months, though! Your memories of all the neighborhood kids coming over to watch "I Love Lucy" is so cool. Shows like that are endearing AND enduring, and the feel they had can never be replaced. The innocence of it all astounds me now. My Mom has often said the same thing about her upbringing: "We were poor and didn't know it." I think it makes a person quite strong and builds an awful lot of character that is lacking in this present day when many kids think they are entitled to a half million dollar house and a brand new car without so much as a high school education or a job! I know that even though we were not poor, our parents made us 3 kids work for EVERYTHING. They DID grow up poor and wanted us to understand that nothing in life is free...you have to work for every crumb that is thrown your way. They also taught us that respect is EARNED, not bullied out of people. On to your beautiful table this week! I love the colors, and I really like what you did with the reticulated stand. I have one like it, but I never thought to thread ribbon through it like that. Very pretty! The poodles are such a cute addition to the table, and I love how you added the Teddy bear & the pink rose to honor your Mom's memory. This is so sweet. I hope you have a wonderful weekend. Thanks for sharing such poignant memories from your heart & soul with us.
I was so happy to read your stories. What tales you can tell! Your table is such a gracious tribute to her. I am blessed to still have my mother with me. I hope to set a pretty table for her day. Blessings to you and your beautiful post.
I love your tablescape, but, even more, I loved reading all your memories. Hope you will share some summer memories soon!
What pretty dishes! I loved reading your memories of the past and how things used to be. It's amazing how things have changed over the years. When my husband passed away just 14 years ago there were no cell phones..and no computers. They were just then beginning to be in a few homes. Amazing how quickly and how vastly things change!
It's so nice meeting you!
Mona
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