Momma

Anyone that knows my Mom, loves her! She is a giver, she loves to make people happy. She is always smiling, she is the definition of cute. She joined a seniors group pre covid and provided the fun. Dressing like an elf at Christmas, her antics are adorable.

Gardening and cooking are her talents among many. A true Matriarch to our family, she is the only surviving parent for both me and my husband, and grandparent for my children. We don’t age in our family and she will never be old.

She was raised in the city in Springfield Mass. Her father was a Steeves and was from Steeves Settlement, they returned here when she was a teen. I never really thought about it much until recently. Most of been a real culture shock to move from the city and move to her father’s childhood home. She grew up during a time when the assassination of JFK was an announcement on the speaker in school. Segregation was real, freedom buses were real! The draft was a real fear in her family, she had brothers. Her own parents grew up during war times, and saving things, food stamps, rations were things that they had been through.

We don’t have to go that far back to see how far we have come. There are real skill sets that these generations had that wouldn’t hurt for us to learn. For self sufficiency to teach the next generation. It seems we are more materialistic now then ever. Back to basics at home, not so much stuff would be a real asset for everyone. Maybe the drive to have is because the previous generations did not have. Live simple, be happy should be the goal.