Rock and Roll Saved My Soul

I love my mom because she is the best mom in the world -Bodie R.  My adoptive mom is amazing! She has a huge heart and she pushes through so much. When most people would give up. I hope that I am like her as even now I get older. She inspires me to push through everything even if it seems impossible. For that I can't thank her enough for the things she does for me and my kids! It's not much but it means so much to me!! 💛💚 -Sandy A. My mom is the best mom around and she is very supportive and she is the best mom around. -Lori M. My mom is the strongest, most beautiful women I know. If I can even be half the woman she is, I'll be happy. -Kate R.

My favorite thing to do with my mom is go to concerts. We used to go all the time to this small venue in La Crosse, Wisconsin to see one of her favorite bands, Just Surrender. They knew both me and her and always made her feel welcome. I miss those days. We don't get to go to concerts much anymore, but I still enjoy spending time with her, no matter what we're doing. -Kate R.  My favorite thing to do with mom is play games! -Bodie R. If i am 100% honest, my favorite memory is all of them. My mother is ny favorite person in the world -Gina D.  My mom passed away right after I turned 4. I made mother's day cards for my dad, since he raised me. I also grew up with step moms and made sure to make or give them a card or gift as well. I was once blessed with a wonderful mother in law. I was the daughter she didn't have and she was the mom I had always hoped for growing up. Lots of wonderful memories of spending time together watching movies, doing crafts, shop...

By Michaelle Madrid  "When a mother dies, a daughter's mourning never completely ends. Motherless women have always intuitively known this." Hope Edelman "There's a sense we share of being adrift in the world." Irene Rubaum-Keller, Therapist (mother died when she was 7.) Adrift, that is a good way to describe how isolating it is to grow up without my mom. Out all alone, on the ocean, on some makeshift raft. My mom passed right after my fourth birthday. I remember the day my dad told me she was gone. We were in the car and he was upset and crying. I remember we were leaving my paternal grandparents home where we had been staying after having just lived a short stint in east Texas. My mother and father were divorced and he had full custody of me at the time of her passing. Being so young at the time, I was easily distracted from her, her death, and my maternal side of the family.  It didn't take long for the sdistractions to fade and memo...