MOM

Mostly she rumbled around the house sweeping and dusting, as she started having memories from the past come rushing through her mind. She sat down in her rocking chair and began to look through the photo album slowly, recalling every moment in every picture.

Often she would think about her children and how they had grown. Now out in the world by themselves they still needed her. They called every Sunday to say hello. She got up from the chair and headed for the kitchen, Today was Sunday and she had to start dinner.

Mother, sister, daughter, wife and grandmother were her many roles in life. She did them rather well and received the love that she deserved. She never turned away even when things were bad. Mom was what she was meant to be, and the rest was just rewards she had earned.