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My MomNashville – October 19, 2016


Susan Roethemeyer

My Mom

My Mom was a very sweet lady.

She was full of stories. She was full of smiles. She was nice.

Now she is gone.


I MIss – looking for her sugar-free options in food.

I Miss – looking for her sugar-free cookies.

I Miss- the waiting to leave a restaurant while she talks to someone.

When we went somewhere, she would talk to anyone. People to her were not strangers, they were just friends she had not met yet.

I Miss- Her always saying, “Su-siee, where are you?”.

I Miss- washing dishes and not hearing her yell, “I thought you wanted to watch this TV show?”

Working in the yard is a little lonelier when I was so use to always stopping my work to check on her.

Yes, She was a sweet and generous woman.

She’d offer some of her tops or pants when I was looking for mine.

She would always offer me some of her coffee even though I take sugar in mine and she did not.

I already miss hearing her reciting all her Aunts and Uncles from both sides of the family.

She watched the forensic science shows, true crime shows, the news, Jimmy Fallon, and almost anything I watched.

She liked “The Treehouse Man”, and “My Cat From Hell.”

She loved to pick up her grey cat, hold him on his back, and talk to him while he purred.

She’d tell him how she held him on her shoulder (while I drove) all the way from DuQuoin.

“And that is why we call you Perry Mason, because we found you in Perry county!” Purr, purr.

She had lots of stories to tell people.

Especially how one night my brother Tim called her to say “Hey, Mom! Hey, Grandma! Guess what just happened? You just had a baby boy born on your birthday!”

She told of more birthday pals, even one in Hoyleton. Dad and her were talking one night (when they were just fiances) and said “Oh, that one in Hoyleton is related to me! She married one of my cousins!”

In my childhood home, lots of songs were played on the record player, and she loved to sing.

She made up songs about her life, about travel, and other things.

One thing I remember she did was tell us kids to count the railway cars going past when we were caught at a railway crossing.

I suspect it was just to keep us quiet, but to this day I count the train cars passing in front of me!

The Biggest thing I Miss the most – Is My Mom!

I Will Always Love You!