As people begin to gather to celebrate and shop for last-minute flowers, the Recorder staff wants to take a minute to reflect on the strong women in our lives who have shaped us into the journalists we are today.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers, grandmothers, aunties, sisters, friends and mentors who have made a difference. We love you endlessly.
Camike Jones, Editor-in-Chief
I am my mother’s daughter. Throughout my life, my mother has always been poised to fight for what she believed in, stand up for those in need and want the best for others. A natural-born advocate, she never shies away from speaking up for what she feels is right and she does not mind ruffling a few feathers when needed. What she may lack in stature, she makes up for in sheer will and determination. She has a warrior’s spirit, and thankfully, so do I. Happy Mother’s Day!
Michael Dabney, Newsroom Manager
My mother, Carolyn M. Bell, passed away nearly three years ago at age 90. I am forever grateful for the years we shared. What I miss most is her wonderful advice. In my head I can still hear her say, “Well, Dear…” before she imparted some bit of wisdom. I didn’t always take her advice, but it was always thoughtful, well-reasoned and loving. I love you, Mother. Happy Mother’s Day.
Jade Jackson, Senior Staff Writer
One of my favorite memories with my mom is when she would take me to get Baskin Robbins every Saturday after we would run errands.
Chloe McGowan, Staff Writer
I have an abundance of happy memories I could share about my mother. She always fought for me and cheered me on. She made sure I could stand up for myself but taught me when to pick my battles. When I moved out after college, she finally had an empty nest but not before helping me pack up all my things and move to a new state for a job (at the Recorder!). She rode passenger during the drive and made sure my new place was clean and I had food in the fridge. But my favorite memory of my mother is from last night, and the night before, and the night before. Because she texts me every night to tell me she loves me and is still thinking of me. Happy Mother’s Day, Mary Grace.
Heavyn Lester, Copyeditor
My favorite memory with my mother involves going to Chicago every Christmas to see the city’s lights and visit the Christkindlmarket. I can still smell the aroma of fresh roasted chestnuts.
Lystina Jimenez, Business Office Manager
For my mommy
I have called my mother mommy since I could remember and still do even as the 28-year-old I am today. Maybe it’s because of the youthful feeling I get like I’m a kid again or maybe it’s the child in me that remembers the innocence I had calling out to her. “I love you Mommy”.
When I was younger me and my grandma would call each other every night before bed to make sure we said this: “ I love you, goodnight, dream about cake and ice cream.” There wasn’t a night that went by where we didn’t do this. I always had a good night’s rest because of it. The one day we forgot I had the worst sleep I ever had.