It's Mother's Day

[Keith_Hixson]

Just some thoughts.

My birth mother died when I was two days old from complications of childbirth. To make a long story short: my dad made arrangements with a close friend of the family, in their early fifties who owned a dairy farm, to take my brother and I home from the hospital until the family could figure out what to do with this emergency. I stayed with the Stovalls (Foster Parents) until I was 18 and went off to college. My Foster Mother never let me call her Mom, yet she was the only mother I ever knew. The Stovalls were a childless couple so my brother and I really were treated like family. Our Foster Parents loved us and took good care of us and occassionally whooped us when we needed it. They had an adopted Son who fought with the Seabees in WW II in the South Pacific. (He said, "there is only one thing braver than a Marine, a Seabee, they have to go in and clear a path so the Marines can land.") My Father would come out and visit the Farm a couple of times a week and paid for our "room and board". It was my Father who took me hunting and fishing, etc. I was so very fortunate to have Foster Parents who really loved and cared about me and a Father who also cared. But most of all I had a Mother who really loved me and cared about me until she passed away at the age of 87.

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY ALL YOU MOTHERS!