Gwendolyn Glasgow

This is my mommy mommy. A term I gave her years ago to differentiate with my close friends the mom who raised me and the mom who birthed me.
She passed away very unexpectedly yesterday early morning. I cried all day. I’m crying now. I don’t know when I’ll stop crying.

I’ve never talked about her on social media. I never put her in the public eye. Those close to me knew of her. And some have met her. I’d like to introduce you to her too. Her name is Gwendolyn Glasgow. I was named for her mother Ella.
She had a tough life. We had a rocky relationship. But in the last 3 years, we talked nearly everyday.
In between the tears I’m remembering the first time she met my husband Patrick Binion. This 4’11” woman had the nerve to tell my 5’10” husband immediately upon opening the door to her house “You’re shorter than I thought!” .
She always spoke her mind.
In this picture, we’re at her favorite restaurant, Red Lobster. She LOVED Red Lobster. This was the last time I saw her.
She loved my little man. Her only grandson. He made her laugh.
I’m her only child. Not the only one she carried. The only one she birthed. When I was younger, I used to tell her, “You didn’t lose any babies. That was actually me all the times. I was VERY persistent and the last time was the charm ”. This always made her feel better.
In her younger years, she was in the Air Force. She once sang with Tops In Blue. She had a beautiful voice.
She loved dressing well. She loved reading. And she loved playing video games…like all the time.
She bribed me onto my first roller coaster at 7 or 8 years old. She told me she’d give me a dollar if I rode it. It was the Ninja at Six Flags Magic Mountain. I got my dollar and never road a coaster again until I was 14 years old.
She made THE BEST tuna fish sandwiches in the world!
I never did get her all-the-way-from-scratch banana pudding recipe.
I’m writing this to help me remember.  I’m writing wishing that I could go back 2 days ago.
I want my mommy

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