‘MY MOTHER MY MENTOR’ A Mothers Day Tribute Story 1 Of 3 Article

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‘MY MOTHER MY MENTOR’ A Mothers Day Tribute Story 1 of 3

It's at once intense, glorious and yet curiously simple the bond we each share with our own mother. Whatever else happens in our lives, it's one relationship we step into rather than choose. We will help shape it through the years but it is one we can never hope to fully fathom.

Author: Helen Rose

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A mother job is never done and she is irrevocably tied to the future happiness and success of her children Here is a celebration of the heart and spirit we find in full measure whenever mothers are in the picture.

To Celebrate Mothers Day we invited you, our female readers to discuss and share the unique nature of the mother daughter relations they treasure.. ‘My Mother My Mentor’ here is the first of 3 stories we have received so far.

‘MY MOTHER MY MENTOR’ Story 1 of 3

Mari-Anne Norton, 52, on her mum, former care worker Beverley Norton, 78.
My earliest memories were of us living in Orlando Florida after we moved from out west Texas where Mum took in kids to look after, to earn money. Now, we'd call it family daycare. Then, we called it baby-sitting. I think that was the beginning of my desire to always have lots of people around me. As I can’t ever remember being alone, I always had people around me, young and old.

Those early days were like having a party every day but with out the presents. Mum would in the kitchen cooking up special treats for us all, then she would sit us all at a the table all laid out in really bright colors and serve up her latest batch of Buttermilk biscuits, hot from the oven with a drink of cold homemade lemonade. After we had devoured the plate of treats we would all go out side to play while we waited for the parents to arrive and pick them up. Mum was a natural, she was in her element. Children at her feet, demanding her loving attention. It seems to come so effortlessly for her, even on the days when she had 20 children to watch over.

When I went to Kindergarden, that gave mum the freedom to go to work at a residential aged-care facility, or an old ladies' home as we knew it. I finished at 2.30pm and Mum would run across the road to get me, and I'd spend the rest of the afternoon at work with her. As we didn't have any grandparents in Orlando Florida, they were still out west in Texas and very rarely get to see them. Going to Sunrise Lodge every day was great it was like having 50 or 60 grandmothers. Every one of them doting on me, watching my little performances and praising me adoringly. What little girl wouldn’t just love that.. No wonder I turned out to be such an extrovert, I was taught at a young age how to do the ‘Look at ME’ ..

I spent many hours sitting in the kitchen at that Sunrise Lodge, watching mum cook. She was very good at it, she would whip around that kitchen preparing tasty hot meals day after day for 50- 60 people. She loved being in the kitchen, so while growing up I hardly got the chance to try my hand at cooking. These days I hardly cook at all. My friends all joke that the only thing I make for dinner is reservations. That culture of hard work made a real impression on me.

Mum valued education strongly. Her own schooling was disrupted because she was quite unwell as a child, but she taught both me and my older sister, Margaret, to read before we went to school and we've been avid readers ever since. She also taught us to touch-type. She thought that, for a girl, it would mean you'd always be able to get a job, but, with computers today, it turned out to be a sensational skill. Mum always had modern views about girls, however. She taught me that my future would be full of whatever possibilities I wanted to make of it. Thanks Mum for all you have given and taught me, you have made me who I am today. Happy Mothers Day.

And Beverley on Mari-Anne:
I'm very proud of Mari-Anne. We giggle together a lot and tease each other. We also have a temper. We go a long time without losing it, but then something will happen we don't think is right and bang! I wish I could see more of her, although we keep in constant touch these days thanks to the internet. Where I can watch her life from a distance, and when I feel the need I can give my 2 cents worth. Mothers day is the one day of the year that Mari-Anne makes sure that she blocks out that afternoon in her busy calendar, so we spend the it together just the two of us. I always look forward to mothers day each year.

About Author

Helen Rose is a freelance writer with a love for family and all its attached intertwined relationships. Also a passionate "rights crusader", Helen loves to express herself through her writings. Currently she is working on the complex relationships between mother and daughter.
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