Sadly missed for she was more than a Mom, she was a friend, confidant, a steady force in my
life and a lady full of Grace. Mom was a "take care of" person. She couldn't ever seem to do enough for anyone
and never asked for anything in return. She was a strong, moral lady and her belief in God was strong. She
never met a stranger.
She always had something to say if
it was just to the person behind her in the checkout lane. Very friendly, sweet, good-natured and just a
sweet, little lady.
My Mom
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As a child, there was no one more
beautiful, no one as gentle, no other more caring and no other more nourishing to my soul. As a mother myself, I
know and understand the love she had for her children. She never let us down. I don't want to portray her as perfect. We all
know that there aren't any perfect human beings. But if you took away all that comes along with being human and see her only
as our mother, then I ask myself.....
As babies, did she hold us? Did
she rock us? Did she laugh and play with us? Did she sing us sweet lullabies? As an adolescent, did she always stay attentive
to our needs? Did she comfort us when we were hurt? Did she explain when we were confused? Did she nurse our broken hearts?
Did her love shine through her discipline so that we would not ever, ever question it? Did she ever show disappointment in
us? Or instead of disappointment did she have handy, in her
pocket of wisdom and motherly love, a suggestion, a different path or solution, a different perspective, or just a most
needed I love you no matter what. Did her same pattern of love continue as we moved into adulthood? Was her love and concern
even more precious to us because we knew her more than just as a mother? Yes, is the answer to
all of these questions. And even though she had to go through her own trials and tribulations in life, she was always willing
to reach into her pocket. Not only for her children but also for her grandchildren, all her family and her friends whom
she loved dearly.
I will miss her physical being but I will take her with me always. When I am happy she will come
to me with her smile and shining eyes and she will be happy. When I am sad she will come to me and hold me. When I am
confused she will come to comfort me and I will hear her words of wisdom. When I am lonely she will come to me and understand.
She will fill my heart and head of memories we have. And when it comes time for me to make my journey home, she will
be near to comfort me as her children comforted her.
I will carry her memory on for
the rest of my life, and I will honor her by loving my children as much as she loved hers.
Until we meet again Mom, I love you! |
Redbirds or Cardinals remind me of Mom.
We'd watch them in the yard and she'd
tell me
one day when she was gone I'd see one
and it
would be her looking at me. I like
that thought.
Mom loved to watch the squirrels run and play, too. Oh, Mom, I wish you were here, it's not the same.
And we'd laugh at all the birds splashing
in the birdbath,
I miss those times.
A LITTLE ABOUT MY MOM....
My Mom, Betty Loraine Marangoni was
born on April 7, 1932 in Princeton, West Virginia. Her mother was Mary Edith (Walls) Marangoni and her father was Guido
Marangoni. I don't have alot of information on my Grandmother's family. I know she had some Indian blood in
her and she was one of twelve children.
My Grandfather, Guido, was born
in Montefiasconi, Italy. He came to the USA when he was just 17 years old. He was a coal miner in West Virginia.
He died when my mother was just 7 years old.
My mother was one of seven children.
She had four brothers, Louis, Jimmy, Edward and Freddie. She had one sister, Santina. After my Grandfather died
my "Nannie" raised the seven children and did a great job of it, I might add. They eventually wound up in Norfolk, Virginia.
When my Mom was seventeen she married my Dad, Jim Feather. He was in the Navy and stationed in Norfolk. I was
born in 1950 and before I was six weeks old we left Norfolk and went to my Dad's hometown Corbin, Kentucky.
There are so many precious, wonderful memories that
I have of Mom. Way too many to put them all on a webpage. I miss her very much and it's hard to imagine she's
not here. I think finding out my Mom had Cancer and such a short time to live was the worst feeling I have ever known.
And as hard as it was at times I will never regret taking care of her the last six weeks of her life.
Below you'll find pictures of my Mom at different
times in her life. There are also pictures of her Mother and Father and her sisters and brothers. I've also included
some pictures of her distant family or places in Italy.
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