My Mom was 42 years old when I was born (my Dad was 54, second time for both of them) and I was her BABY to her dying day.
In her later years I was her Pastor, she was never out of her place or never expected any preferential treatment, but she also never let me forget that I was her BABY BOY.
Oh such praying she could do and the sweetest spirit.
My Dad said that she was everything that he ever wanted in a wife and she was every thing I ever wanted in a Mom.
Mom was a Christian that believed in living for God 24/7.
I miss her.
Wish she was here I would buy her a corsage and give her my biggest hug and tell her Happy Mother's Day, MOM!
I was diagnosed ADHD/dyslexic in the third grade. back then they didnt call it ADHD, they called it hyperactive (ha!). Not a soul on the planet disagreed with the hyperactive part!
I pretty much failed my way thru kindergarden/first grade/second grade. But when I got to third grade, I had this old wise teacher that told mom and dad that I needed some help.
the jist of it was, I went on ritalin and got to go to "special classes" boy that was fun. Anyway mom decided that I would only take the medicine during school time even though the doctor told her it would calm me down and make her life easier 24/7. She felt my health was more important.
This also meant that by the time I got home from school, the drud had worn off and homework had to be done with no ritalin. Mom figured out my attention span was about 15 minutes. So every single day for 2 years she sat with me to do my homework. 15 minutes of work, then outside to play for 15 minutes, then repeat until homework was done.
we did this for all of the 3rd grade and 4th grade. By the last 6 weeks of 3rd grade, I was on the honor roll, and had gone from the bottom reading group (1st grade level) to the top reading group (5th grade level). I remained on the honor roll (most of the time) until I graduated highschool
By the end of the fourth grade, my mom and I had worked out how to train me to study and by the fith grade I was on my own. I got off the ritalin in the second six weeks of 5th grade, and never looked back.
If it werent for my mom, I would have been in serious trouble. I know guys that I grew up with who had the same issues I did, and by highschool they were real trouble makers, hooked on drugs and ended in jail.
Mom saved me.
__________________ If I do something stupid blame the Lortab!
I was diagnosed ADHD/dyslexic in the third grade. back then they didnt call it ADHD, they called it hyperactive (ha!). Not a soul on the planet disagreed with the hyperactive part!
I pretty much failed my way thru kindergarden/first grade/second grade. But when I got to third grade, I had this old wise teacher that told mom and dad that I needed some help.
the jist of it was, I went on ritalin and got to go to "special classes" boy that was fun. Anyway mom decided that I would only take the medicine during school time even though the doctor told her it would calm me down and make her life easier 24/7. She felt my health was more important.
This also meant that by the time I got home from school, the drud had worn off and homework had to be done with no ritalin. Mom figured out my attention span was about 15 minutes. So every single day for 2 years she sat with me to do my homework. 15 minutes of work, then outside to play for 15 minutes, then repeat until homework was done.
we did this for all of the 3rd grade and 4th grade. By the last 6 weeks of 3rd grade, I was on the honor roll, and had gone from the bottom reading group (1st grade level) to the top reading group (5th grade level). I remained on the honor roll (most of the time) until I graduated highschool
By the end of the fourth grade, my mom and I had worked out how to train me to study and by the fith grade I was on my own. I got off the ritalin in the second six weeks of 5th grade, and never looked back.
If it werent for my mom, I would have been in serious trouble. I know guys that I grew up with who had the same issues I did, and by highschool they were real trouble makers, hooked on drugs and ended in jail.
Mom saved me.
Wow Ferd. You have just described my 8 yr old son. The principal and guidance counselor demanded he be medicated or put into special education because he was "too hyper" for the regular classroom teacher to handle. His teacher in 1st grade told me he was testing way above his grade level and was showing out because he already knew what they were trying to teach him. I'm homeschooling him. I hope that he will have kind words to say about me when he's grown.
I was diagnosed ADHD/dyslexic in the third grade. back then they didnt call it ADHD, they called it hyperactive (ha!). Not a soul on the planet disagreed with the hyperactive part!
I pretty much failed my way thru kindergarden/first grade/second grade. But when I got to third grade, I had this old wise teacher that told mom and dad that I needed some help.
the jist of it was, I went on ritalin and got to go to "special classes" boy that was fun. Anyway mom decided that I would only take the medicine during school time even though the doctor told her it would calm me down and make her life easier 24/7. She felt my health was more important.
This also meant that by the time I got home from school, the drud had worn off and homework had to be done with no ritalin. Mom figured out my attention span was about 15 minutes. So every single day for 2 years she sat with me to do my homework. 15 minutes of work, then outside to play for 15 minutes, then repeat until homework was done.
we did this for all of the 3rd grade and 4th grade. By the last 6 weeks of 3rd grade, I was on the honor roll, and had gone from the bottom reading group (1st grade level) to the top reading group (5th grade level). I remained on the honor roll (most of the time) until I graduated highschool
By the end of the fourth grade, my mom and I had worked out how to train me to study and by the fith grade I was on my own. I got off the ritalin in the second six weeks of 5th grade, and never looked back.
If it werent for my mom, I would have been in serious trouble. I know guys that I grew up with who had the same issues I did, and by highschool they were real trouble makers, hooked on drugs and ended in jail.
My wife is a great mom too. this last year I havent been near enough help to her and i cannot even begin to explain all she has done to keep our family going. my back has had me down for a long time it seems and if she were not so strong, i dont know how we would have made it.
Moms have a strenth that no one else in the world can match.
__________________ If I do something stupid blame the Lortab!
I have started to reply with comments about my mom THREE times. Each time, I have gotten a long post and lost it before I could submit it to the forum. I give up. Going to write it into a word document to copy and paste later when it's finished.
I love my mom, but she had lots of problems when I was growing up and still hasn't gotten over some of them. She married young and had seven children within 12 years. My father spent weeks away as a long distance truck driver to support the family. So he wasn't around to help with discipline or support.
Feeling she lost her youth, my mom started drinking with friends and became an adulterer and alcoholic and had a nervous breakdown. An unpleasant divorce followed when I was a teen.
She was there for me as an adult when I was going through some rough times. She really is a nice person and funny but not saved. She tells me she now has a relationship with God in her own way.
She's flying up for a visit from Florida the middle of June. Please pray God will open her heart go to church with me. Last time she was here I was able to share with her how God saved me.
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