Barbara Jean Miller
Stories (4/0)
Mom
My mother worked out of the home from the moment I was three weeks old. She managed the local ice cream shop, but somehow always had time for us three girls. Our house was near spotless, and yet everyone was greeted with the classic line of , “Don’t mind the mess!” Daddy worked for the computer company several towns over, and arrived home each night to a home cooked meal. We were spoiled with mother’s love. Daddy was a busy man and often found little time for us kids unless we had a family vacation, but mom well but made up the difference, with baked goods and special one on one time. My mom was especially involved in our school lives baking cakes, cookies, cupcakes etc. for class events. She rarely missed a recital, school play, or concert. Her dedication to us was undeniable.
By Barbara Jean Miller3 years ago in Families