This is how I remember my mom, the early years:
My mom did not have a washer and dryer, she "cooked" our wash in the basement with water heated from a wood stove. The clothes were dried in our back yard.
My mom did not have a refrigerator until probably in the 60s.
My mom did not have a bank account until my dad passed away in the late 1970s.
My mom was a stay at home mom during our early years. I think they were the happiest days of her life. She was more of a friend than a mom. She was so young and inexperienced of life.
Too bad my mom could not have lived in my generation of enlightenment.
My mom passed away in 2003 and I think of her every day. Overall, I think she had a happy life but just missed out on all those things that I take for granted. She never learned how to drive a car. Not that she didn't try after my father passed away, but by that time she had lost her confidence in passing the test.
My mom grew up in a generation where the man made the decisions, was the head of the household. Once he passed away, she had to learn to stand on her own feet, and this was tough at first.
I am proud of my mom because she came out of her shell, sold her home, and purchased one that she absolutely loved. She also bought all new furniture, and generally started a whole new life for herself complete with new friends.
Mom, I so admire you for going through this "growth" stage.
Wish I could tell you in person but, wherever you are now, I know that you can hear me.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.