Announcing Our Memory of Mom (MoM) Contest Winner

Written by Maelyn Lessard on May 8, 2011

My best memory that I share with my Mom is when I gave birth to my daughter.

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Memory of Mom: The Zipper

Written by Chris Prouty on May 5, 2011

When I was a kid, my Mom zipped up my neck and chin in my snow suit.

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Memory of Mom: Talking Over the Barbecue

Written by Crystal Mason on May 2, 2011

My mom has not had too much time with me and my sister growing up as she worked as a night-shift nurse to support our family of four. . .

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My Memory of Mom: The Day She Became Sober

Written by Sunshine Diaz on April 27, 2011

That day was 13 years ago. She has been sober since then, and has been the Mom I always needed.

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Last Words with My Mother, Father, and Granny

Written by Deb Bailey on April 20, 2011

I try and live from your teachings and strive daily to be a good example to my children and grand-baby as you were to me.

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Memory of Mom: Sharing a Daughter’s Birth

Written by Maelyn Lessard on April 15, 2011

My best memory that I share with my Mom is when I gave birth to my daughter.

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A Five-Minute Manicure and Pedicure

Written by Mary Riddle Bailey on April 11, 2011

My mother had beautiful nails, but never had a mani or pedi. I mentioned that I would love to take her and get one done, but she died before I could do it.

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Memory of Mom: The 30th Anniversary Party

Written by Wendy Greshel on April 8, 2011

Almost 29 years later, the day before God took her away from me, we talked about so many things.

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One Huge Regret

Written by Jennifer Covello on March 22, 2011

My need for perfection kept me from sharing my award-winning baby journal and my business with my mom the last time I saw her.

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Dreaming as the Summers Die

Written by Terri Elders on March 8, 2011

I looked up sharply. Jean was my “real” mother, and I hadn˙t seen her for years. I wanted to ask if she had seen “Easter Parade,” my new favorite movie. I wanted to ask where she lived, if she traveled, if she liked to play Parcheesi or Tripoley. I wanted to ask if she remembered when I was born.

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