My Mom

I thought I had better say a little something about a very special woman in my life, who just happens to be my mother. She is the person who made me what I am today: strong. She went through so much with my father trying to give us the regular nuclear family. This was never to occur, my dad was a damaged child, to a damaged husband, and in the end a damaged father.

I always thought my mom was spectacular. She was an operating room technician, meaning she assisted the surgeons in the operating room. Back when she was a kid her mother found her a career, and she went on to work at hospital in Michigan. I am pretty sure it was Harper Hospital, her sister worked at Henry Ford's Hospital in Detroit. My Aunt brought my mother and father together, a fate I am sure she regretted over the years!

My mom Leona Olga Goralski, Aka Toni ( because her dad wanted a boy), was a knockout. Tiny little waist, big brown eyes, and long brown hair. She is much more though, she is one smart cookie with a personality to match. I know my dad loved her dearly, but just couldn't be a good husband, he lacked a lot of training in that department. My mom was young also, she also was not prepared for married life. They had three children right in a row: 1963, 1964, and 1965. I guess they didn't have a television in those years.

Even after the divorce from my dad she was gorgeous and re-married a man 10 years younger. She did this before Demi Moore made it acceptable, how is that for being before her time. She was there for me as a child, as she was for all of her children, always cooking great dinners and her soup, oh it was fantastic. When you live in cold weather, soup is a great warmer of the soul, both inside and out. When I moved out to California I missed my grandmother and my mom, those were a tough few years out here without them. I send for my mom to come out to California as much as she will let me. That is my payback for all that she has done for me in the past. I will never be able to repay her for helping me become what I am today. She taught me to stand on my own two feet, always have a career, and never need a man to survive. Luckily I never married a man like my father, and my mother just loves my husband. To every daughter out there, remember your mother works hard for you each and every day. Treat her like she is that best thing in your life, because she is.