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2012 rolls along, I& #39;m a sophomore studying Graphic Design at a tech school. I recently caught the animation bug after discovering how animators on newgrounds/youtube were using flash to create what I still thought could only be done on paper. But I came one day to a full house.
I never got so say goodbye to my Mom. And after the memorium, her family took our mom& #39;s ashes. And slowly but surely, they eventually "forgot" to invite us to events too.
I am way late to the game for these mother& #39;s day posts. But after her passing, one memory stuck out the most.
02& #39;/03& #39;: After watching some morning pbs kids, my mom usher& #39;s my to the kitchen table...
02& #39;/03& #39;: After watching some morning pbs kids, my mom usher& #39;s my to the kitchen table...
To my amazement she is drawing Ol& #39; Yogi Bear, and boo boo (ON MODEL!), while providing her closest vocal impressions of each. I really think that she knew, deep down in her gut, that I would be doing this.
But I am glad to have met my step-mom. While I do think about the if& #39;s and& #39;s, or but& #39;s about the past. I wouldn& #39;t be the person I am today if she didn& #39;t stick her neck out for all of us.
Heck, I got serious about art again after she fought for a so-so caricature I drew in a middle school art history class (I still don& #39;t remember picking this, I would& #39;ve picked the drawing class next door instead). https://twitter.com/PoconoPeak/status/1217616613618388992">https://twitter.com/PoconoPea...
And while only a few friends will most likely see this thread, I just want to remind all of you to hug/call your mom& #39;s. Because no matter how scary it is right now, be thankful for every day that you have with them.
