My Mom
As I write this I’m sitting with a 1/2 gallon tub of Blue Bell Ice-cream, Moo-llennium Crunch, yum! It’s so good. I think my love for ice-cream is genetic. I remember as a kid my mom eating lots of ice-cream. The best was when the Schwan’s man came and delivered Chocolate Malt. It was smoothe, creamy and melted so nicely, something I didn’t fully appreciate until now where at the age of 33 I have now tried my fair share of ice-cream and mom was right, Schwan chocolate malt was the best. My mom doesn’t indulge herself in personal pleasures, ice-cream is one of the few, rather she’s always spending her mental and physical energy helping those around her. There is never a shortage of people in need. Sometimes I hated how much she helped other people, I wanted her attention, but I’m also proud of her service. Everything she has done for others has also given her valuable life experience in which she is now able to offer me profound wisdom because of her diverse expierence helping othe...