I Remember Mama

Back in the 1950's I watched a television show called "I Remember Mama." It was the story of a warm, loving family helping each other with the issues of life. Of course problems were solved in the space of an hour and all was well by the end of the show. I miss that time. Perhaps because I was a child and all things seemed possible, I looked forward to adult life with eagerness.

Now, sixty years later (did I say 60?), life has a different feel. My mother passed away last year and with her passing came the end of an era. I miss her. Sometimes I just want to feel her presence, for her sweet spirit to be in the same room with me. She was a good woman who always placed the needs of her husband & child first. She was a terrific cook (her key lime pie was to die for), a prolific seamstress and kept an immaculate home. I was most fortunate. While our problems didn't get solved in the space of an hour, they did get solved. Mama provided a quiet oasis for a man and a child to lay their burdens down. Thanks Mama. I miss you.