I am HEART broken with the loss.
I feel like a lost child at the grocery store. I can’t stop crying.
All of you who have lost parents I know you know how I feel.
My mom is one of the reasons why I do what I do. Growing up we moved often. My dad kept getting promotions and that meant moving AGAIN to a new town.
One way my mom helped to integrate us (me and my sister) into the community was to enroll us in classes of things that we wanted to do.
For me it was art, for my sister it was athletics. My mom likes to tell people she had to “push” me to do art. And maybe that is true. I was a very shy child, probably because I had to make new friends EVERY year for at least 10 years.
But I am grateful that she pushed me, and I love what I do – making art.
My mom always told me how proud she was of me, how talented I was and what a good mother and wife I had become. Words that lodged themselves in my heart. WHENEVER we would meet new people she would start telling them all about what I do. It seemed so embarrassing at the time while she would rattle on about my accomplishments, and now I would gladly hear her do it again.
There is no one in this world like your mother.
My mom was a true southern belle. Raised in the south where manners and how you presented yourself were a way of life. My mom always took great care with her appearance and taught her two daughters to do the same.
She was a gracious and loving wife, mother and friend her whole life.
When my kids were little she lived in Florida with her second husband Scott Daily, who was a wonderfully happy and fun grandfather to all of June’s grandchildren. Grandpa Scott.
What great memories were made with Grammy.
Brunch at the country club, golf with Grandpa Scott, playing gin at the kitchen table, trips to the ocean and dinners at restaurants with four or five wiggly grand-kids.
Through out my children’s life going to Grammy’s house meant going to Florida for spring break and Christmas’s. Once there Grandpa Scott and Grammy would take us to all the beautiful white beaches, amusement parks, Florida tourist traps and “only in Florida” fun places, like –
- Busch Gardens
- Weeki Wachee Springs State Park
- Sponge Diving in Tarpen Springs
- Babcock Ranch
- The Circus Museum in Sarasota
- The little local Animal themed parks that are now rare, and on and on and on. She always found a new adventure to experience and explore each time we all packed up and went to Grammy’s house.
My dad passed away when I was 21 years old of a heart attack. He was 51 years old.
So Mom was ever so much more important.
I miss him everyday and wish that he had been around to meet and know my sons and now grandsons.
At least Grammy got to do that.
Thank you Mom for loving me, my sister and all of our children so well and giving us the tools to make ourselves a wonderful life.