Friday, May 11, 2012

Mothers- Part 1, Stepmothers

In honor of Mother's Day, I've decided to start my tributes a few days early so I could get all the mothers in my life mentioned. Today's tribute? Stepmothers.

According to Cinderella, most step-mothers are wretched, mean things with a warts on their noses (I might have made that last part up). Most definitely NOT a creature you would want in your life. Except the two stepmothers in my life are nothing like that.

My parents were very young when I came along in 1963. My father became a Marine shortly after I was conceived and due to stresses of life in that time, the marriage didn't last. Both of my parents eventually found the partners they would spend the rest of their lives with. My father relocated to California, and there he met Charol. I didn't have the pleasure of meeting her until I was older, but in pictures I have seen of her, she was a true California girl. Long blonde hair and a beautiful wholesome face. They moved back into our hometown when I was about 15. It can't have been easy for Charol. Eastern Oregon is a different world. From the very beginning, Charol treated me with love and kindness. She landed in the middle of nowhere during my turbulent teen years and all the drama that came with that and she handled it all with grace. Not once did I see the Evil Stepmother persona rear its ugly head. She has an amazing sense of humor and I love to talk to her. When she laughs her entire face lights up and I always look forward to my visits with her. If I would have had an opportunity to choose the perfect step-mom for me, I couldn't have picked better. She's not just a stepmother, she's a friend. 

The second Stepmother in my life I also consider a friend. Like my mother, I married early and started a family right away. Though that marriage didn't last, it did produce three very much loved children. A few years back, the father of my children fell in love with a tall, pretty Indiana girl and convinced her to come clear across the United States and spend her life with him. She left all she knew and her own family to come be with us. I know for a fact that it's been hard for her and she misses her own children very much. But we feel blessed to have her. Sherry is a girl after my own heart; creative, crafty and just fun to be with. She fits right in with our family. Just the kind of Mother that you want for your children. With Sherry, there has never been a feeling of rivalry. I love her, love that she is there if the kids need her when I can't be. She is good to my children and grandchildren and I hope that they know how lucky they are to have double the Mom/Grandma love. There has never been a time that I've been in her home that she hasn't treated me as part of her family and made me feel very welcome.

 Divorce is never a good thing, but the new people it brought into our lives has made all the pain of unfortunate situations worth it. I'm so thankful for the part these two wonderful woman have played in my life and the life of my children and grandchildren. Our family really lucked out when it came to stepmothers. Not at all wretched or mean and best of all not a wart to be seen on either of their beautiful noses.

Today I give tribute to Charol and Sherry and the sacrifices they made to come to Oregon and be part of our lives.  Happy Mother's Day. I love you both very much.

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