My first Mother's Day was in 1985.
I was living in a totally foreign place, with a brand-new baby- -who came without directions!
I am sure I wasn't any different then every other new mother who felt she didn't have a clue about what to do at times.
But we learned together --and the child survived.
He was joined by two brothers and a sister
and they are some of my favorite people to spend time with.
I hope they remember the years as sweetly as I do.
Eleanor Roosevelt is supposed to have said,
"There is no one way to be a perfect mother,
but a thousand ways to be a good one"
|My mother, Wanda June Winnop Steiger|
|My Mother's Mother, Beatrice Goodwin Winnop|
|My Father's Mother, Faye Wilde Dees|
|My Father's Grandmother, Grandma Becky (right) and her sister, Golda (left) with my Father's kids.|