Cookies and Milk, and Mom

With Mothers day around the corner I have been thinking of my Mom. She has been passed for some time now, but I think of her often.

Recently I was thinking back to the time when I was about eight . I remember it was a hot summer day and I was outside riding my bicycle. I hit something with my front tire and went for a nice little tumble scrapping up my hands and knees. I cried and cried all the way home. As I walked into the house Mom had seen the injuries and grabbed me up, pulling me into her loving arms. Over and over again she assured me “everything will be ok baby, Momma is here”. She took me into the bathroom to clean me up, being ever so gentle as only a Mom can be. She brought me into the kitchen, sat me down at the kitchen table, and asked me if I would like some peanut butter cookies and milk. I told my mom yes please. My Mom made a big batch of homemade peanut butter cookies served them up while they were still warm with a big glass of milk. All my pain went away like magic.

There is nothing in this whole wide world like Mom. Happy Mothers Day Mom, I really miss you!

I know it’s a bit premature, but Happy Mothers day to all you Moms out there in blog land you are all very special.

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