My Stories, part VIII

My Stories, Part VIII

On Tuesdays I'm answering questions from My Mom. Her Stories. Her Words.

Today's Question

Mom, what's your favorite memory of your mom? Your dad?

Wow, the questions just keep getting harder. I plan on making many more memories with my parents so that makes it even tougher.

This is really tough, I've been sitting infront of the screen for 10 min trying to pin down one favorite memory. I think it's really the little things that matter.

My Mom

The first time she held my children after they were born

Making the bouquets for my wedding

Helping me write numerous college papers

Buying me a dog

Taking me on fun trips

Road tripping home from Montana, she even road the Greyhound to meet me

My Dad

Watching him play with my children, He is such an awesome Grandpa

All the times he helped me fix my Jeep and the Concord too

Taking me skiing

Building me a fort in the backyard

Painting his childhood swingset hot pink and black for me

Getting pizza for dinner when mom was on business trips

Walking me down the ailes and telling Tyrone there was a no return policy

I can't wait to create more memories with my parents.

Next weeks question: Mom, what was your relationship like with your family when you were growing up?

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The Quest Continues

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