Monday, 31 December 2012

memory Monday

Lovely Donna from Brynwood is winding up her memory Monday for something new in 2013,so I thought I would start mine.I am hoping I can carry it through the year,we will see.
The first memory to share has to be my beautiful mum.Violet Evelyn Grooms.Born in 1912 my mum had a hard rd to travel.When she was 6 years old and her brother Joe was 4  both her parents passed away.Mum and Joe went to live with an aunt and uncle,and 4 cousins.My darling mum did not have a happy childhood,times were very hard in those days.Poor mum being the oldest was called upon to do most of the daily chores including looking after all the little ones.At age 14 she went into Service,it was for a Rector and his family,and was treated no better.
she married her first husband Reg Wykes when she was 19 years old,and had 3 children,my oldest brother Raymond and my 2 sisters Shiela and Maureen.
 When Mareen was only a few months old,Reg went to the dentist to have a tooth removed,and died by choking on a cotton wool swab.
5 years later,she met and married my darling dad Arthur Harris .They adored one another,and she always claimed he was the love of her life.She gave birth to me and my 2 younger brothers,John and Terrence. My dear parents had 22 very happy married years together.It was mum who taught us girls to sew knit chrochet and all the other things in between.
She never moaned about a thing,and always saw the good things in life,( was very fond of cream cakes).
She was only 57 years old when she died of a masive heart attack,and  I was just  turned 21.
I am now 64 years old ,and a day dosnt go by without a thought to my mum.
She never met my wonderful husband or my gorgeous girls and grandchildren.
Still remembered and always loved annd missed.



This was taken in 1947 when she met my dad.He carried this pictur in his wallet till the day he died,xx

7 comments:

  1. What a beautiful post. How wonderful that your mum had such a lovely marriage to your dad after all the difficult years. Mum's certainly leave a hole when they go, she would have loved seeing your happy marriage and beautiful daughters, hugs Wendy x

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  2. Such a beautiful post. I hope 2013 brings you much happiness

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  3. what a beautiful touching story Laura,happy new year.xx

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  4. What a lovely idea - I am looking forward to your future walks down memory lane!

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  5. What a lovely post, I can imagine how much you've missed your Mum - hugs and and happy times in 2013 - Jen.

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  6. oh my! After all that tragedy its so lovely that she had beautiful children to cherish her memory. I'm sure she looks down upon you and your gorgeous children and is exceptionaly proud. I think its wonderful you think about her every day - I honestly think every day how grateful I am that my parents are alive at the age they are 78 and nearly 82 (dad)). Not only that but they got to meet and love their grandchildren. My mum was on her way to her mum's house to tell her she was pregnant with my brother (whom is older than me) and she too had just died of a stroke at 57. Far too young. Neither of my parents grew up with their fathers from the age of 4 (mum's dad got hit by a truck whilst riding his bike and my dad's died of TB). Fortunately, I did meet my dad's mum but she died when I was five. I just love the fact my children have a special relationship with their grandparents that I hope they will cherish and remember forever. I think the key is to keep their memories strong. Your kids might not seem interested but its the little things about your mum they will remember later on in life that you may have told them, it will make them smile as they see similarities without having physically met. Lovely post.

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