The Mom I knew the best went by the name Lucinda Ada Johnson. She was born in July 16Th 1926. She married my father late in 1974 in Nevada. She had five children previous to my father's marriage.
The first time I meet her was around age 4. From an early age I lacked the nurturing and undiscriminating care from a mother could give. Lucinda was the mother of all great ones.
She had beautiful blond hair and always wore red lipstick.
She loved me with all of her being, she loved me like a mom filled with unconditional love for a daughter born from her womb. I bonded so quickly to her that In my mind eye I couldn't separate her from my own real mother nor remember her. I believe that Heavenly Father looked down and saw this great need I had in having a mother guidance and love. So he blessed me in Lucinda care to give me guidance in my small life. She taught me to love unconditional, to forgive, acceptance of others, most of all to love my Savior as my Best Friend. She taught me how to be a good mother.
She gave me a great love for dark chocolate. Every time I taste it richness I am reminded of her eat the specially treat besides my mom. Every time I put on some red lipstick it reminds me of watching her put on her and getting kisses on the forehead.
I didn't get to have her as long as I wanted as a child. for me it would have been forever. I lived with her for only four years of my life which seem so short.
Even as a teenager I reached back to her through letters and many phone calls. As a young adult I tired to be with her as much as possible because to me she was my best friend and my mom.
In April of 2004, she died bravely of cancer. She will forever live as my mom. I love her so very much. There isn't a day I don't miss her and wish I could be besides her being nurtured and loved. One day I hope to see her and run up as fast as I can to throw my arms around her to hug her, to feel of her love. I hope to spend eterity besides her.