My Mom
My Mom Even though my mom is no longer with me, I think of her often. ... My mom was kind of old when I was born, at least for that day and age. ... My mom would have us bake cookies to send to him. ... My mom never worked after I was born. ... She was the mom that drove me and my friends everywhere and they all loved her. ... My mom would always fuss and say she would never live up there, but ended up liking it even better than my dad. ... I don’t think my mom wanted to put me through it. ... It was my dad telling me that my mom had died.