I Miss You Mom, But Still Telling On You.

Moms gardens were her passion. Dad always figured it might be her undoing and that in itself has provided stories. They had carved a place out of the woods for retirement to live happily ever after. For the most part it worked, but now it’s after.

Moms gardens in the woods needed protection, fences sort of worked. Adding an electric fence helped. A fake owl for birds, dog hair for the deer and music in the garden at night for the coons. Mom had it all except for one pesky  deer.

I dropped by for a visit to find dad laughing and mom in a huff. Dad pointed to the 30-30 rifle behind the door, pointed out the window at the little buck (seemed he was addicted) in the raspberry patch and chucked “I had to hide the shells from your mother. I just took the gun away from her as she was going to get some venison out of season.

Mom’s passion aside from gardening was her kids and grand kids. When her memory loss was taking over, her most earnest prayer was that she would never forget her kids. Sitting in the car weeping after her terminal cancer diagnosis, Dad told her “you know, God is answering your prayers, you won’t forget your kids”

SO I’m drinking a cup of coffee and munching on some home made venison jerky as I write this in mom’s honor. She was of the stock that settled the West. She wouldn’t have shot anybody (Just deer and critters for the stew pot) but she would have smacked them with her big bible. She love fiercely, spanked us freely and spoke truth even when it hurt.

Oh ya. And if salesmen or the local religious cult came around she was known to crack the door enough to let Apollo (the Doberman) check them out first.

Signiture

Additional mom info:  I played a rendition of her favorite old hymn a couple days before she died…I will always remember the huge, bigger than life smile it brought. “Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus” If you care to listen I posted it on you tube here  Mom’s piano legacy was written about earlier with my other blog.  simplicity-of-legacy

Published by Gary Fultz

Outdoors Man, Hunter, Fisherman, Guide, Writer / Author, Photographer, Public Speaker, Musician, Song Writer, Story Teller, Follower Of Jesus. Love God and family and total strangers

45 thoughts on “I Miss You Mom, But Still Telling On You.

  1. Thank you for sharing this memory. As I read your post Simplicity of Legacy, I found myself singing along to the hymn and by the end tears filled my eyes. What blessings the Lord gives us through our mothers.

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  2. Thanks Alan, Mom loved that arrangement. I worked on it just for her, and, yes she had a few colorful moments in life. Mild mannered with a sudden twist of we’re not sure what”. Her mother had it like that as well…genetics

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  3. A memorable woman, Gary–well worth honoring. My mother also suffered from dementia; a stroke took her life before she had to leave her home. In the final analysis, my bother and I were thankful for that.

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  4. Thanks Nancy. I have often thought the end of life is full of poor options. Mom framed hers with eternity in view. It’s good to be thankful though, even when we lose our moms.

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  5. All God Ron. 2 generations ago my grandparents on both sides came to know Jesus.lots of transformation to become “good Stock”. Those who do not follow the lord have gone back to being quite “poor stock” literally.

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  6. Your mom sounds a lot like mine. She too is with the Lord, and yes, I miss her. Mom’s greatest desire was to never forget what the Lord did for her. She too had dementia. The Lord honored her prayer. She sat on my front porch speaking the gospel to my grown daughter, who had been a Christian since she was 6, almost daily. I guess she didn’t remember converting her the day before. God gave us some good memories even in the bad days. Your post made me think of her yet again. Thank you.

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    1. That’s how i wrote it as well Jeff. it was even harder to record her favorite hymn on you tube…dying with cancer and holding on to those lyrics “Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus…” the world doesn’t understand that.

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