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cheryl: In Loving Memory of Fuzzy

January 19, 2010

Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them somany years of our lives. Yet, if theyfind warmth therein, who would begrudge them those years that they have so guarded? And whatever they take, be sure they have deserved.” -John Galsworthy

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cheryl: Memories of Mom

For several years on July 4th family and friends gathered at my parents house for lunch and after the fireworks at the mall to light off fire crackers in the drive way and eat dessert. Two years in a row, at least, James mom and step-dad joined us. My mom and James mom would just be silly all day and after the mall they would divvy up the little poppers, “One for you and one for me”. Then they would count together to three and then throw them at the ground where they would make a fun little popping noise and then they would do it all over again. Our moms were incredibly fun to watch and I missed seeing the fun this year. My mom was very sick in the hospital for two months this year. We all missed the light hearted spirit and joy. I’ll always fondly remember those years we spent having fun together and I’ll probably buy a box of poppers  every year to throw in her memory.

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cheryl: Memories of Mom

I always loved watching my mom cut her finger nails. Her fingers were always long and elegant and she kept her nails short and clean. Little white cresants always showed perfectly. As I grew up and grew out my nails she would always wonder out loud how I was able to keep my nails long. Over the last year her nails lost a lot of that elegance to chemo. Her fingers became frail. On several occasions I had to help her trim her finger and toe nails and was always happy to help and then provide a nice foot massage like she always liked, With lotion of course. I know it wasn’t as enjoyable with the numbness and tingling but it helped her circulation when she wasn’t able to walk and gave her memories of when we used to sit on her bed trading foot massages while we talked. It’s a tradition her mom passed on to her and her to me.

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cheryl: Memories of Mom

Mom would always poke my belly if it ever showed. She always thought I should dress up and look nice. She always wanted the best for me. At every Christmas party she would come after me with a tube of lipstick and I’d finally give in if we were having pictures.
On long car rides she would reach behind her seat and tickle Thomas and my legs until we begged and swatted at her to stop. When we were young those long rides usually meant listening to hours of We Sing tapes. We would all sing with the tapes over ad over. We would also play Guess the Character in the Bible. I’m terrible with remembering names and Thomas would always pick names out of the Bible videos from church so Dad would usually give us a really hard one that even Mom had a hard time guessing. He loved to make it hard and we’d always tease him that it wasn’t a real name. Of course it was real! One one car ride home after a trip to Disneyland where they had bought me a tee shirt with a picture of Mickey Mouse with a wand I fell asleep with a giant green chewy sweet tart in my mouth. When I woke up the wand had a fun green sparkle at the tip where my candy had landed. Mom washed the shirt and I was always disappointed that the stain was gone.

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cheryl: Memories of Mom

Growing up I had no idea when things were financially tight. Mom would always make things fun. During a water drought she would have us use the same bath water and then use it to water the plants in the yard. I always thought it was fun to haul water from the tub to the front yard and then splash it all over. My favorite food was roman noodles with big franks and Mom would even let me help make it. I never understood till I was older why she didn’t seem to like making it very often.

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