The funny thing about childhood memories is that some are so vivid and others are blurry. However, there is this one memory that I have when I was eight years old.
There was this sweater that my mom used to wear, it was blue and had a picture of Winnie the Pooh on the front of it. It was morning, and I woke up early and was in the kitchen for some reason that I don’t remember. My mom snuck up on me and gave me a hug. I especially remember how warm and soft that hug was. That to me, is a powerful memory I have of my mom when I was a kid. I associate that hug with my mom when I think of how much I love and appreciate her. With it being warm and soft.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom! I love you! ❤