Today is Thanksgiving. A day where family and friends come together and give thanks for everything they have in their life. A day for happiness. For me and my brother and my sisters today is a bittersweet day for us. Today would have been our mothers 67th birthday. She died in 2000 from colon cancer and none of us have ever quite gotten over her death. She was a special woman, a loving wonderful hard working devoted woman who loved all her kids and all their friends that came into her life. We were all her kids, if we loved you then she automatically became your “adopted” mom and she loved you dearly.
My mother had a hard childhood. Her father left them when they were all young so she had to go to work at a very early age. She married at the ripe old age of 18 and had her first child at 19, then 20, then 23 then me at 26. My dad died when he was just 32 leaving her to be a single mother of 4. She worked very hard, never taking in food stamps or any help, she did it all on her own. Somehow she managed to open 2 businesses and made them both successful. Because she did have to work so hard we didn’t get to see her as much as we wanted, but she always made time for us when we needed it. Especially when I was sick (which was quite often growing up).
She was a woman who always had a smile on her face and a song in her heart. I honestly only remember ever seeing her cry once, and that was the day we found out dad was dead. I’m sure she cried more then that, but she didn’t show us. She was strong and smart and have I mentioned beautiful? She had her crazy wild side too, which we all loved to see. She’d swing from the vines in the back yard out over the railroad tracks with us kids, never fearing if we or even herself would fall. She broke her arm swinging from a beam at a friends house, she broke her thumb in a freak bowling accident, and she even managed to run over her own leg one night! I was so lucky to have her for the 29 years I did, although I wish I would have had more time.
When I was sick or when I would be sad about something she would sing “You are my sunshine” to me. It was “our” song. I can’t sing it or hear it with pangs in my heart. I sing it to my own children now (well not my 15 yr old son anymore, he’s too big). So the following video is dedicated to her. It’s me… all natural.. crazy hair, no make up… I just didn’t have desire to dress up today…so forgive the appearance.
(well I have a video but I cannot get it to load..when I figure it out.. I’ll post it in here)
So in loving memory of my Mother… Virginia Lee Ross Underwood. 11-22-45 to 3-31-00. Gone way too soon. I hope your having a wonderful birthday party in Heaven and enjoying being with your own mother now.