Mom and Me

Our family used to go camping, for what seemed like an eternity, all summer and every summer. Their were eleven of us kids, six boys and five girls, granted one was a half brother, one a step brother, three step sisters and one sister. Mother spent her days at home and my step-father worked in the lumber industry. Dinners were loud and chaotic, week days seemed to fly by with school, chores, and either playing or fighting with the boys. Individual time with either parent was scarce. However; during one of our many camping trips, which as I am sure you can imagine was kids run wild, especially when mom and dad were out fishing, was were I developed one of the fondest memories I have of my mother. The younger boys were playing, the older boys had gone somewhere with my step-father, some of the older kids got to stay home. The sun was shining it was warm and beautiful. I can remember the blue bathing suit I was wearing ,just outside the tent as she brushed and braided my hair, something I will always remember was how special I felt that day, a picture perfect day.

Sadlly, it was one of the few days when I truly felt my mothers love, not because she didn’t but just because I don’t think she had the time.  A moment I have and will continue to cherish in my book of memories. Love you always mother….your daughter Nancy

Submitted By Nancy Dupont