Letter from the Editor: Strolling Down Memory Lane

By Leslie Moore

My mother loved to sing. She sang while she worked around the house, especially while she was cooking, belting out hymns and popular songs at the top of her lungs. Unfortunately for me and my dad, the woman couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket. Once when I was a teenager, I asked my mom to stop singing, telling her that she sounded awful. She turned and looked at me, smiled and told me that her mother used to sing just like her, and she would give anything to hear that voice again. I got the message and never said another word. And, today, I would love to hear my mom sing “How Great Thou Art” just one more time. Her songs, no matter how off key, let me know that all was right with the world and dinner would soon be on the table. When my children were small, I would put the music on and dance, picking them up and swinging them around. Like my mom’s voice, my dancing leaves a lot to be desired, but I hope my children will remember the joy in my steps, rather than my two left feet.

I wish you all a Happy Mother’s Day. If you still have your mother, tell her how much you love her. If, like me, your mom is gone, share a precious, happy memory of her with someone you love. They’ll hear the joy in your words.

Sometimes you will never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory.

About this writer

  • Leslie Moore Leslie Moore is the editor for Strand Media Group. A 25 year resident of Pawleys Island, she is blessed with a life filled with the love of family and friends and satisfying work to do every day.

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