First Mother’s Day and Missing Mother

NOTE: I am so sorry I have not posted any new blogs. I also apologize to Donna Crumly Harvey for letting this blog post get lost in my e mail and not get it up before Mother’s Day. But it is still worth the read.

I am positive there are many others who also miss their mother’s on this Mother’s Day.  Last year Billie Crumly was in the hospital following her elective hip surgery on April 29, 2015, and then she moved on to a supposedly rehab facility of her choice.  She chose the one closest to her home to make it easier on “the one she loved best.”  Even last year, I gave her a set of four Tervis Tumblers, which she never opened, and I finally opened them at her home for daddy to use.  If you are not familiar with Tervis, you would be in for a treat for sure.  The tumblers, I tend to call them glasses, but they are not glass at all but plastic.  They are built with two layers of plastic which make a glass within a glass.  It does keep them from sweating most of the time and keeps the drink placed in them either cold longer or hot longer due to air between the layers which serve as an insulation layer.  Now the company has chosen to put all matter of items between those two layers.  I believe my favorite ones are the Mardi Gras collection which I purchased many years ago.  There are gold, purple and green sequins between the layers and they do shift when one drinks from the tumbler.  I have them in the 16 ounce and the 12 ounce which is a shorter, fatter glass.  Some do not like to drink out of them because they “feel they will get something in their mouths.”  Well duh, if you turn the glass up aren’t you planning on getting something in your mouth?  Another set I purchased for myself is a Christmas set which simply states, “Santa, define Good!”  You already know that I am a bit of a kid, and a bit of a cut-up to go with that.  I do love Christmas and collected Christmas items from everywhere over the past 50 years (Yikes! Did I say that?) but lost so many of them when they were taken from the house during the ugly divorce that I experienced.  I have often wondered if he just let his kids and girlfriend go through there and take anything that they wanted, no matter whose it truly was.  I should leave this for another story, but I am sure some will relate.  It is best just to shake the dust off your feet and not look back any more than absolutely necessary.    But the tumblers for a Mother’s Day gift are terrific.  I think I purchased the last ones on their website.  I know that they have many collegiate emblems in those tumblers too.  Yes, Auburn, and Alabama are both represented but also Kennesaw State University, where you know I work and obtained my master’s degree too, let me not leave out my sister’s Alma mater, they also carry a University of Georgia one and this is not an exhaustive list.    Mother did love to use them because they did not leave rings on her furniture and we love to have something to drink along the way.  I got one of the lids which they have for them and it has an opening for a straw or allowing the drink to come through.  I think the beauty of the lid is that it keeps the liquid more inside if the glass gets knocked over.  You bet your sweet “bippie”, I spill things sometimes. (Oh dear, my age is showing again.)  Nothing abnormal about this ole gal.  Ok, so I am not going to call for a vote on that one, so just put your hand down.   I have asked for Mother’s Day that I get one of the lace leaf Japanese Maple trees.  Yes my sweetie is still improving slowly from his multiple surgeries.  Planting and digging in our yard is quite the chore as we live on a mountain and the rock is just about 18 inches below the surface, at most.  I know I will be very happy and he will work very hard to get the little tree planted for me.  He is still my sweetie, for sure.  I also asked to be taken to the Country Club for lunch.  Most ladies enjoy eating at a table where there is a table cloth and being served and catered to just a bit.    You know I remember a Mother’s Day when I was stationed in California for a period of time and Beth came out to visit and enjoy the countryside with me.   We had ridden the cable car into the city and were going into a McDonald’s to grab a breakfast sandwich.  There was a young man there asking for money to buy food.  I do give people money, so I told this young man if he was hungry to come with me and I would buy his breakfast.  I did just thank and he thanked me.   I told him all that I asked was that he try to call his mother to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day.  He said he would not have anything to do with him and would probably not accept his collect call.   My response to him was that if he tried he would know that he had done the right thing and he could not control what she did.  Furthermone, she would also know that he had tried make contact with her on Mother’s Day and he should feel very proud of imself for doing what was right.  Right, Wrong, Tablecloths, travel and missing loved ones are all a part of  my part of country living in the city.  Hope all mothers have a happy and blessed Mother’s Day.