On September 26, 1940, a very special little girl was born to Jack and Cora Lee Holcombe.
Linda Holcombe Barnett
Through the years she has carried many names. A few that come to mind, Daughter, Sister, Wife, Niece, Aunt, Cousin, Sister-in-Law, Room/Team Mother, Friend, Mother-in-Law, Caretaker, Honey (to her grandchildren) but the sweetest name to me is Mother.
For most of my life I thought everyone had a Mother like mine. Why would I think differently, it was all I had ever known? My Mother worked during a time when it was not popular for women to have jobs. It wasn't easy juggling a career and family life but somehow she managed to do it, and do it well.
I remember when I started first grade, crying everyday because I missed her so much. I remember how much fun we had on weekends going to the movies, skating, to a play, concerts, bowling, out to eat at a nice restaurant, swimming, horse-back riding and driving the car way before I was old enough for a driver's license.
I remember going on a field trip to Oak Mountain and losing my money before we ever left. I called Mother in tears and she left work and headed to the school with two safety pins, 2 five dollars bills and a big smile on her face. She took me to the restroom and pinned $5 inside each side of my bra! No scolding or words that made me feel bad, only encouraging me not to worry and have a great day.
I remember coming in too late at night when Mick and I had broken up...waking her at 2 am with tears streaming down my cheeks because I couldn't find him. She just hopped out of bed got dressed and together we went driving all over the place looking for him. Daddy probably wasn't very happy and thought I was a drama queen, but Mother was always by my side. :)
We had the most wonderful time planning my wedding. You see, I wore my Mother's wedding dress and she had let me try it on ever so often since I was a little girl. This made the real event even more special. And, one other thing, my sweet Grandmother was my matron of honor. Did I also forget to tell you we were all married on November 7?
The next great event was the day I had my sweet little Ashlee. Again, Mother was right there and when Mick arrived at the hospital they made Mother leave the room, but I knew she was just on the other side of those doors. She stayed with me the night Ashlee was born. After everyone had left, I called for them to bring my baby. (Very different then) I had barely gotten to see her. Sometime shortly after her arrival in my room, I fell asleep. I woke the next morning and Mother was still sitting in that same chair holding that same sweet baby with the most beautiful smile on her face.
I could go on and on, but my emotions will not allow that today. I think you get the picture and understand why I know "Mother" is the sweetest name.
Happy Birthday and I am so proud my first blessing was you! Originally written September 23, 2010, reposted May 8, 2011. Happy Mother's Day!