Often, recollections from days gone by take up residence in my thoughts as I remember my childhood. Days of warmth and fun-loving doings flow full circle. Yet, each innocent recollection eventually comes to rest on the woman that rendered care for her family, the loving matriarch of my family, my mother, Dotty Allen Reeder.
This woman gave me so much strength, hope, and courage. She taught me to laugh and rejoice at each extraordinary occurrence that took place in our lives. It was the simple things that found a home in my heart, words of encouragement, cuddles on the couch on rainy days or endless board games at the kitchen table. Or, it was summer tournaments of baseball and kickball with brothers and neighbors with mom in the middle of it all.
Always my closest confidant, we shared stories and laughter and silly gossip while doing kitchen chores or sharing a Dr. Pepper, her favorite soda, and now mine. She was the hub of our home, the very foundation that provided prudence and understanding on how to live in a world that was not always kind. She reminded everyone to find joy in each incredible moment and take nothing for granted. As my biggest cheerleader, the world sometimes feels so strange without her. Still, I find her in the shared stories with her granddaughter. I see her smile in my granddaughter, her kindness in my grandson, her ornery humor in another. Her legacy has continued and found residence in each generation that has followed; the cornerstone of our family still stands.
Tales of a Family 
Love this Annie,
I miss my mom too. She was the cornerstone of our family too.
Very bright and hardworking. I learned early on that we lived in the shadow of her protection and woe to the person who threatened any of her children.
I think your and my moms would have gotten on quite well, and might even had been dangerous together as mutual forces of nature.
Yours was a wonderful memorial.
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Thanks Gary…I think it would have been great if our mamas had been friends. And I really think it would have been great to have had you as a childhood friend. I can just imagine all the shenanigans we would have pulled…lol. We would have kept our moms on their toes!
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Hi Annie
What a fun thought exercise this would be. I was an odd kid until around 9th grade when things started making sense. Of course that’s also about the time I really began finding havoc to be a part of.
Hmm
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lol…I was odd too. I was the only girl in my family, and the only girl on the block. I didn’t know how to play like a girl! And because I was the only girl, I got dared – a lot. So I was also the one that always ended up in the ER for tetanus shots and stitches. lol
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Ha – I could see you as a good partner is many of my “adventures”, but likely more stitches might have been involved.
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lol…yeah this may not have been MOM Approved…lol
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