![]() Its funny now, because years later when my brother and I were in Maui we discovered that Spam is quite the big thing on the island. I remember in high school my favourite lunch was Spam sandwiches with lettuce and mayonnaise, three of them, which she dutifully made for me everyday. (her mother) Sandra Ellen Cranstou (daughter) Gladys Ellen Perrin Cranstoun, Gladys Emily Walker What she didnt know and what my brother and I did was that a little word, a smile and a wink and everything was forgiven. Shed never confront you face to face but you just knew when you were on her bad side. My mother was the one who you didnt want to be on the bad side of. Mothers and sons have a funny relationship. ![]() As much as it hurt it was also funny to have this little woman having such complete control over a strong young man and she wouldnt let go until you did exactly what she wanted. Shed somehow grab you under the armpit and once she had you she was like a pit bull she never let go. Shed wait until you werent expecting it and pounce. My father always thought he was the power of the household but my mother was like a snake. My brother and I would chuckle between ourselves because one of us spoke to her two seconds longer than the other. Shed call or get on the phone after my father, say a few words and ask her questions, sometimes before you could answer shed be on to the next one, say goodbye and hang up. ![]() It became a joke between my brother and I when we compared notes so-to-speak about phone conversations with her. My mother was an introverted person who never said very much. So Im going to take a few moments to reflect on a few of my memories and I hope it helps and bring back a few of your own. So, its not a time to mourn the passing but more a time for us to reflect and remember her life and the joy she gave all of us. It was later that night when I was trying to sleep that I realized that something more than just a few kind words at a funeral had to be said about this woman who has been my mother for sixty years. Lucky for me, it was me and I know in my heart, and I hope it helps everyone, when she opened her eyes and looked into mine and smiled she was at peace when she left us. She consoled me with the fact that my mother most likely heard us talking about coming back the next day and she held on until someone was there. We both looked at each other and said, "No." Later that evening I was talking with my daughter, who was at school studying to becoming a nurse and she told me it was not unusual for someone with a strong will to hang on until someone was there. When my brother and I were planning this funeral the young woman who was helping us asked us if we wanted to say something at the funeral. When my mother died I gave a eulogy for her, below is the transcript: I wish I had done this when she was here so she would have known of her rich heritage and the truth about her father. I went up to her and she just looked at me until I told her who I was and she said, " I feel so stupid, I don't know where I am and I feel so alone."Īfter she passed away I got to thinking about her comment and after I had gained some experience in finding family I seriously went to work on her family, to find out who she was. In my mother's later years she suffered from dimentia and at one point when I took her to the bank she came out and was standing there not knowing where she was. Yet to me, her eldest son, she was a rock who held the family together through the good and bad times and she put up with my father for over sixty years! ![]() Gladys Ellen Perrin was my mother and she was a quiet unassuming person, who quite frankly was very introverted and unsure of herself.
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