#22 Mother & Child

Happy Mothers Day

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AmperArt #22 Mother & Child

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I can still feel my soft yel­low baby blan­ket with the satin em­broi­dery and pastel col­ors, cradling me so lov­ingly in my mother’s arms.

 

This AmperArt piece, “Mother & Child,” hon­ors that very spe­cial woman who brought each and every one of us into this world.

 

If you are a mother your­self, I wish you a Very Happy Mother’s Day.

 

My amazing mother

I am proud to tell you how blessed I am to have been born into the arms of such a won­der­ful mother as Leona L. DeSimone, 1916-2001.

 

Though I felt her love as an in­fant, as a child I fa­vored my dad who spoiled me (be­ing the first­born) while Mom tried to in­still some dis­ci­pline. Daddy would buy me toys and bring home good­ies for me all the time, and I re­sented my mom for be­ing the strict one.

 

Not un­til af­ter our dad died when I was 10, did I re­al­ize what a tremen­dous job our mother had try­ing to keep us all in line. I gained the deep­est re­spect and love for my mom, es­pe­cially since we were rather poor and she some­how kept us fed, clothed, and the house in or­der. I re­mem­ber her cry­ing when she was short of money, count­ing pen­nies to pay the bills, and walk­ing miles to work when the buses went on strike. She did an amaz­ing job rais­ing four kids all by her­self, in­clud­ing an es­pe­cially spoiled brat who drew all over the walls with Crayolas (guess who).

Always smiling

Mom al­ways had a smile for every­one, and she proved to be more pop­u­lar and loved than any of her chil­dren knew, when over 200 peo­ple showed up for her fu­neral. We were blown away! We had the or­gan­ist play the lul­laby she used to sing to us, “All Through the NIght,” which you can lis­ten to here.

 

I ad­mire, re­spect, and love you, Mom.