{"id":1538,"date":"2013-05-11T12:10:03","date_gmt":"2013-05-11T18:10:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/?p=1538"},"modified":"2013-05-11T12:35:32","modified_gmt":"2013-05-11T18:35:32","slug":"a-special-woman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/?p=1538","title":{"rendered":"A Special Woman"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_1539\" style=\"width: 180px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Mom-and-me-e1368283574520.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1539\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1539\" alt=\"My beautiful mom and me on my blessing day.\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Mom-and-me-e1368283574520-300x294.png\" width=\"170\" height=\"166\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Mom-and-me-e1368283574520-300x294.png 300w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Mom-and-me-e1368283574520-1024x1006.png 1024w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Mom-and-me-e1368283574520.png 1035w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 170px) 100vw, 170px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1539\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">My beautiful mom and me on my blessing day.<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Well it&#8217;s mothers day and I wanted to take a little time and talk about a special woman in my life, yep you guessed it, my mom.<\/p>\n<p>Kathryn A. Fogg (Tiffany) my mom was born February 1st, 1955 to Clyde Ezra Fogg and Velda Anderson. Along with her twin sister Carolyn.\u00a0 She is one of 6 children.<\/p>\n<p>Little did she know that she would also have 6 kids of her own.\u00a0 All of us with strong personalities.\u00a0 We were lucky if we all got along every once in a while. We didn&#8217;t make life easy for her.\u00a0 At one time she had 5 kids ages 5 and under.\u00a0 At another time 4 teenage girls living under the same roof.\u00a0 You can imagine what a struggle that was. Back then I didn&#8217;t understand what she did for us.\u00a0 Showing our appreciation was far and few between.<\/p>\n<p>After becoming a mother myself I have a new understanding.\u00a0 How many diapers did she have to change? How many sleepless nights?\u00a0 How often has she been overwhelmed with worry? How many hours did she give up in selfless service for her children?\u00a0 My mom spent many hours waiting and watching.\u00a0 Waiting for a track event, watching a tennis match(torture in and of itself ), watching a dance performance or choir concert.\u00a0 Going to soccer games, football games, basketball games, softball or baseball games.\u00a0 So many hours of her time that she gave up freely for her children.<\/p>\n<p>A few months ago a very dear friend of mine lost her mother to cancer.\u00a0 That has really opened my eyes. My grandmother passed away when my mom was only 28 years old.\u00a0 My mom has told me on several occasions that she felt cheated.\u00a0 She felt that she missed so much that her mom could teach her.\u00a0 So many moments that she could&#8217;ve used her mother&#8217;s advice, friendship, or comfort.<\/p>\n<p>I live 14 hours away from my mom and I&#8217;m lucky if I get to see her more than twice a year.\u00a0 I was lucky enough to really get close to my mom 9 years ago when we lived in Grants Pass. \u00a0 One of the hardest days of my life was leaving and moving so far away.\u00a0 You can say that I&#8217;m a little jealous of my sisters who live 3, 4, and 6 hours away. \u00a0\u00a0 I try and make every moment last with my mom.\u00a0 Wether she gets to visit or I&#8217;m just talking on the phone with her.\u00a0 If anything happened to her I wouldn&#8217;t want to feel cheated.\u00a0 So I try and make the best of our time together.<\/p>\n<p>Mom I hope you know how much I appreciate you.\u00a0 I love you so much and miss you everyday.\u00a0 I&#8217;m lucky that I still have you in my life.\u00a0 I wish that I could spend more time with you.\u00a0 The time I do get with you is so special and precious.\u00a0 I want everyone to know how great and wonderful you are.<\/p>\n<p>If any of you don&#8217;t feel the same about my mom as I do than you need to spend more time with her.\u00a0 One thing I love about my mom is she is open and honest.\u00a0 She will tell you how it is.\u00a0 It can ruffle a few feathers every once in a while but I know that I can always trust her to tell me the simple truth.<\/p>\n<p>Your faith, mom, is so strong.\u00a0 At times that I felt there was no hope you reminded me that I&#8217;m not alone in this world.\u00a0 That I have people who love me and a Heavenly Father who watches over me.\u00a0 There have been times in your life that you could&#8217;ve simply given up but you didn&#8217;t.\u00a0 You stayed strong and have become even stronger in those moments.\u00a0 This is what has made you the great woman that you are. Always remember that you are loved!\u00a0 I&#8217;m blessed to have my mom as my best friend.\u00a0 She is there when I need an ear to hear, a shoulder to cry on, and a swift kick in the butt.\u00a0 I love you mom and wish I could be there for mother&#8217;s day or for that matter every day.<\/p>\n<p>Happy Mothers Day Mom.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1540\" style=\"width: 143px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010007.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1540\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1540\" alt=\"Mom with Angelyca and Preston\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010007-300x225.jpg\" width=\"133\" height=\"99\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010007-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010007-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010007-500x375.jpg 500w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010007.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 133px) 100vw, 133px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1540\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Mom with Angelyca and Preston<\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_1541\" style=\"width: 134px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p2170046-e1368294404222.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1541\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1541\" alt=\"Mom and Kesiah\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p2170046-e1368294404222-300x225.jpg\" width=\"124\" height=\"93\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p2170046-e1368294404222-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p2170046-e1368294404222.jpg 704w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 124px) 100vw, 124px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1541\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Mom and Kesiah<\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_1542\" style=\"width: 153px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8120088-e1368294874836.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1542\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1542\" alt=\"Mom with 2005 grandbabies Teylah, Levi, and Geoffry\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8120088-e1368294874836-300x245.jpg\" width=\"143\" height=\"116\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8120088-e1368294874836-300x245.jpg 300w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8120088-e1368294874836.jpg 876w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 143px) 100vw, 143px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1542\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Mom with 2005 grandbabies Taylah, Levi, and Geoffry<\/p><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1543\" style=\"width: 142px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010051.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1543\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1543\" alt=\"Mom with Preston, Mackenzie, and Levi\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010051-300x225.jpg\" width=\"132\" height=\"99\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010051-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010051-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010051-500x375.jpg 500w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p1010051.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 132px) 100vw, 132px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1543\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Mom with Preston, Mackenzie, and Levi<\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_1544\" style=\"width: 119px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8080001-e1368295261793.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1544\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1544\" alt=\"Grandma and Grandpa with Grandkids 2009\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8080001-e1368295261793-225x300.jpg\" width=\"109\" height=\"146\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8080001-e1368295261793-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8080001-e1368295261793-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/p8080001-e1368295261793.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 109px) 100vw, 109px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1544\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Grandma and Grandpa with Grandkids 2009<\/p><\/div>\n<div id=\"attachment_1545\" style=\"width: 192px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><a href=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Starting-8.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1545\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1545\" alt=\"Tiffany's 2011\" src=\"http:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Starting-8-300x208.jpg\" width=\"182\" height=\"126\" srcset=\"https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Starting-8-300x208.jpg 300w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Starting-8-1024x709.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Starting-8-500x346.jpg 500w, https:\/\/karin.zmonkey.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/Starting-8.jpg 1125w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 182px) 100vw, 182px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-1545\" 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Kathryn A. Fogg (Tiffany) my mom was born February 1st, 1955 to Clyde Ezra Fogg and Velda Anderson. 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