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I miss my mom very much. She would love it here in Anthem. She would love the pool we're building and the warmth of the sun in
winter. My mother was a hard-working, loving, family oriented, tough and stubborn Swamp Yankee. She loved to garden, go to yard sales and
visit the casino. She loved the sun. She loved the beach. We spent many an afternoon sitting in our beach chairs in the backyard with
our feet in the kiddies pool. I fondly remember sharing a raft in our 4ft. pool. We would sit facing each other in that raft for hours. Her
with her iced coffee, me with my lemonade. I hated when she made me work in the garden. She loved to dig her hands in the earth and eat the
vegetables she had worked so hard to grow. I worried about my nails and preferred pizza. We were so alike in many ways, but so different
too.
I don't think anyone was more excited or proud when I gave birth to Zachary. When I was pregnant with Zack, the doctor
told Rick and me that we were having a girl. We painted his nursery pink. We picked out a girl's name.
My mom was going through chemo at the time
and told me that she had put in her request to God. She said that she requested a boy. A boy with blond hair and blue eyes. He was born the
month she finished her chemo. A blond haired, blue eyed boy.
Her request was granted and he adored her. And in her eyes, he could do
no wrong.
I'll never forget the day she bought him a bubble mower. For those of you that are unfamiliar with a bubble mower, it's a kid sized
lawnmower that blows bubbles when pushed. She bought it for him in what is a rather large mall in Danbury, Connecticut. I told Zack that he had to
wait until we got home to take it out of the box. Zack sat right there in the middle of the mall and threw the biggest of hissy fits. I
thought, I've read enough parenting books. Don't give in to him now.
Guess who assembled the bubble mower in the middle of the mall, bubbles
and all! Gammy. Zack looked at me and said, "Gammy said I could."
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