i slept over her house and she showed me how to play cards and we did her her and she showed a craft activity.
I remember it had been two years that I was away from my mom because she was in the hospital. I was sent to live in King & Queen VA with family on my dad's side. Each night I cried because I missed her so bad. I wanted to go home. No one could love me better than my mom. Finally she was scheduled to come visit me in August just before it was time to go back to school. I was about 8 years old and it was the happiest day of my life! I didn't sleep the night before. I woke up early and got ready and all I did was brag that my mommy was coming for me to all my cousins. I kept looking out the window and asking about the time. Then it got late. Really late. She didn't come and I was SO heart broken. I finally had to go to bed. I was awaken a few hours later by the touch of my mom kissing me and slipping jewlry on my fingers. I remember pretending to be asleep. The next morning she seemed to have a lesson plan all laid out for how we would spend our day. I learned to make my bed, she taught me how to braid hair, I learned to plaly jacks and other games, she read to me then I got to try on the new school cloths she bought me...It was an amazing day and it meant the world to me and I will never EVER forget that. I hated to see her leave that night. A year later she returned to take me home to Alexandria, VA in time for Christmas of 1979. I missed a lot of years with my mother growning up but the times we did share were quality moments that seemed to always make up for the lost times.