Toye Adelaide Long

 Hi mom, Happy Mothers Day. You know I still remember spending Mothers Day with you. And presenting you with sometimes cheesy gifts that we made at school... like an ashtray, for a person that didnt smoke. But I was proud of what I had made. And equally proud to give it to you. Yes those were the days, and I thought that they would never end. But they do, and life moves forward. Today is a day for all sons and daughters, to remind their mothers of how important they are/were. If you were only here for me to hug...... but thats ok, I can suck it up, dry my eyes, and straighten my hat. I stand proud and say it loud.... I love you mom! Happy mothers Day ! xoxo

THERE ONCE WAS A WOMEN WHO GAVE IT ALL, BUT AT THE END HER HEART HAD A FALL.  SHE SMILED AND LAUGHED EVEN WHEN TIMES WERE HARD, NOT EVEN THAT NEVER STOPPED HER FOR LOVING EVERYONE AT ALL. SHE ALWAYS WENT TO CHURCH AND TOOK CARE OF HER SOUL MATE, LIKE GOD WANTED HER TO. BUT AT THE END HE CALLED FOR HER AND THEN SHE FLEW. SHE  NEVER WORRIED OR CRIED, BECAUSE SHE WAS HAPPY LIVING EACH DAY ALIVE. THE SOFT SMELL OF FLOWERS I'LL NEVER FORGET NOR THE SMILE SHE HAD IS HARD NOT TO FORGET. HOLIDAYS COME GO AND MISSING YOU IS HARD TO, BUT KNOWING THAT YOUR WATCHING AND SMILING IS HAPPINESS TO. YOU WERE A WOMEN ABOVE ALL OTHERS, NO ONE COULD COMPARE TO YOU. I CRY FOR YOU, FOR THE HOPE THAT YOUR PROUD OF ME TO. DON'T WORRY ABOUT DADDY,  HE IS DOING WELL. HE MISSISS YOU SO MUCH BUT STRENGTH WILL PROVEIL. SO ON THIS DAY OF NEW YEARS TODAY I WRITE THIS POEM TO SAY I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU THIS NEW YEARS DAY.....

 

     TO ALL WHO READ THIS IT CAME FROM MY HEART. I MISS YOU GRANDMA SO MUCH IT HURTS EACH DAY NOT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE OR TO SHOW YOU WHAT A BEAUTIFUL WOMEN I HAVE GRONE TO BE. I WANT TO CALL YOU SOME TIMES AND JUST SAY I LOVE YOU. I REMEMBER SO MANY MEMORIES OF YOU AND I'LL NEVER LET THEM FADE. I MISS YOU. HAPPY NEW YEARS.

 

You know I can still remember going to the beach with you. Oh what fun we used to have together. Well except when I stepped on the glass and cut my foot. But you were there to pamper me and take care of me...as usual. You and dad took Jim & I on bunches of great vacations. But my real favorite ones were just the beach where we spent real quality time together. Running and chasing each other, splashing, feeding the darn seagulls just to have them poop on us! Ah yes... those were the days eh mom?  I hope when my kids grow older, they will love me entirely... as I`ve loved you for all these years. And you weren`t even my real mom, but to me... who cares! YOU were the one that rescued me from uncertainty. YOU are and always will be my hero.... forever!

Its almost Christmas 2008 and another year goes by without you! Another holiday passes, another event spent missing you and wishing you were here.  I remember the holidays ...I remember they were always best at your house. I remember getting there early and helping you set up or bringing dishes in. I remember you bowls and plates, how I woud love to have one now to cook in.  I remember the smell in your house and how it always felt so warm and comfortable. The adults would sit at the big table and the kids out on the porch drinking soda after soda from the fridge. I remember Grandma insisting that I try some wine and always refilling my glass as long as I could remember.  Grandma always looking startled when cameras were being snapped at her. Grandma still watching tv in the middle of everything.  We would eat all the great food and then crowd around in the living room and wait till all the gifts were given out. I remember the huge bags given, i remember the pecan that Jim use to give us, I remember the ornaments with our name on them hanging from the tree. Grandma loved her family so much. We were her life and all she ever wanted was to have her family together and happy. She never got enough of us and always treated you like she hadnt seen you in forever when it might had just been a couple of days.  I remember when the event was over and everyone went home, and I would move on to other places for gatherings, I always came back and brought grandma a plate. Mom always loved Grandma like her own mom and Grandma always loved mom like her only daughter. I remember every year Mom and Grandma would get each other beautiful decorations for Christmas and Easter, only God knows where they are now.  I remember the mexcian food Thanksgivings! LMAO...Grandma made every holiday the best and unfortunately the day she passed away ended a lot of traditions, a lot of family togetherness that will be in a stand still untill I can start them up again.  So be looking Grandma, bc the little I do have from you I will have out on Christmas. My few pink dishes with goodies in them, the white crocheted angel with the bell ringing when the door opens, the dish cloth you had hanging in the kitchen when you passed away will be haning in my kitchen and the crocheted blanket you had will be waiting for people to cover up with.  I LOVE YOU and MISS YOU MORE THAN ANYONE CAN IMAGINE. LOVE ALWAYS your Grand-daughter and friend CHAR

My nights spent at Grandmas as a Child...

 

I remember spending the nights at grandmas house and sleeping in your old room and at night you could look at the ceiling and their was a tiny speckle of light. I remember the smell of the sheets and blankets, they always smelled this special smell.  In the morning, we would wake up and she would have this huge breakfast made for us. She would always give us both and orange juice in the same plastic colorful glasses we had for ever. She and Grandpa would tape our favorite shows, my favorite was Mary Poppins and I would watch it overand over at their house.  If we got bored, we always had our drawer in  the desk that had our colors and coloring book to play with.  Grandma and Grandpa would take us to the library and to KMART.  I loved spending time with her...everyone loves her in their own way. But I always felt like I had something different and special between me and her.  I will be back with more memories ...never to be forgotten.

My youngest memory was placing towels down by the patio door during hurricane Carla in `61 which would make me about 3. Just a snippet of the memory though... I also remember her ironing, listening to "Paul Harvey" in the den while I lay on a pallet near her feet, taking a nap. I remember her being mad at me for playing with the spoon at the table, sticking it into the flame of the candle, and then taking it away to stick it on my arm... but I loved her just the same. (sorry mom, but it hurt). I remember jumping off the house and breaking my foot 3 days before we left to drive to California, and telling you I fell out of the tree, so you wouldn`t be mad at me for jumping off the house.... again! I remember my self getting jealous when you hugged dad, and wedging myself between you two, so I could get loving too. I remember you bailing me out of jail, when I was stupid. I could always depend on you.... always. I remember your loving ways, never knowing the difference whether a person was white, black, or any other. You loved people unconditionaly... I remember you being the one to pull every kids teeth when they got loose at the elementary schools you worked at in Hitchcock, Tx. for 30 yrs. I remember so much, but I`ll be back mom.....