Dear readers—Starting next week, we’ll feature stories about dads and fatherhood for the rest of June. Share a memory, lesson, or note of gratitude here for a chance to be featured, and enjoy our final sampling of submissions about mothers.
“I love this memory of my mom. She was Filipina and they have a saying, ‘Amoy Awraw,’ meaning you smell like the sun. I would hear this from her after coming in from playing outside as a kid. It was like her way of saying that I must’ve had fun while playing. I think of this and her after being outside working in the yard or garden.”
— Jennifer C. in Washougal, Washington
“I grew up in India, a child of missionary parents. When I graduated from high school at age 16, I flew to America for college. In those days, people dressed up to fly. My dear sacrificial, frugal mother used my Dad’s suit to repurpose it for a little suit for me, and I will never forget that frugality, love, and sacrifice (of both my mother and Daddy). MANY such experiences were mine with her as my magnificent, amazing mother. She absolutely filled my heart and always loved very sacrificially.”
— Mardi B. in Macon, Georgia
“I had always prepared a gourmet dinnerfor my mom on Mother’s Day. I would usually get the day off work so I could prep all day, creating a multitude of special dishes. The year she died (in March 2012, after a long illness), I scheduled myself to work that Mother’s Day to keep myself busy and without reminders of my mom. My daughter unexpectedly dropped by work that afternoon with flowers and a pair of Wonder Woman-emblazoned sneakers. Her thoughtfulness on a day that I had dreaded was a bright spot—and I still have the sneakers!”
— Jill P. in Brea, California
