Henderson Mamas
We grew up in a small town with a great big heart. The main reason for that big heart was
because of our Henderson Mamas. It didn’t matter what day or time it was, if you were out
of your house there was always a Mama looking out for you. In our group it was Doris,
Judy, Ouida, Linda, Jackie, Dorothy, Reba, Lora, Jane, and Jeanne–and those were just the
Mamas of girls!
When we were young, these ladies were our Brownie troop leaders, taught our bible classes, threw our birthday parties, watched our swim and tumbling lessons, and made our Halloween costumes. They also volunteered us to pick up cups and plates at every wedding shower, reception, or ladies day. We picked up a LOT of cups and plates through the years! What they may not have realized is that while we were picking up all those cups and plates, we were watching and hearing them giggle, talk, and share their lives. They taught us a very important lesson: they taught us what true friendships look like.
As we grew up and started driving, our Henderson Mamas hosted our youth group devos and slumber parties, watched over us at camp, the movie theater, the ballpark, the bank, at the grocery store, and of course at the Lion’s Pride. Wherever you went, you had someone you could turn to if you needed a ride, a dollar, some free advice, or just one of their warm hugs. I am convinced there was a Henderson Mama network buzzing day and night covering all of us with prayers!
I’ll never forget having a fender bender on the first day of my senior year of high school. I was so scared, until Dorothy Cole came walking down the hill in the drizzling rain carrying a tray with donuts and orange juice for the guy I bumped, the Henderson police, and me. She also gave me a great big hug and stayed with me until Dad arrived.
Many of our Henderson Mamas have left us, and it makes me happy to picture them together in heaven giggling, making poppyseed chicken, fruit tea, delicious fudge pie, and watching over all of us. Those of us who live within driving distance gather once a month to reminisce and share what’s happening in our lives and the evening always contains a Mama story or two.
We All Thank God for Henderson Mamas!
When we were young, these ladies were our Brownie troop leaders, taught our bible classes, threw our birthday parties, watched our swim and tumbling lessons, and made our Halloween costumes. They also volunteered us to pick up cups and plates at every wedding shower, reception, or ladies day. We picked up a LOT of cups and plates through the years! What they may not have realized is that while we were picking up all those cups and plates, we were watching and hearing them giggle, talk, and share their lives. They taught us a very important lesson: they taught us what true friendships look like.
As we grew up and started driving, our Henderson Mamas hosted our youth group devos and slumber parties, watched over us at camp, the movie theater, the ballpark, the bank, at the grocery store, and of course at the Lion’s Pride. Wherever you went, you had someone you could turn to if you needed a ride, a dollar, some free advice, or just one of their warm hugs. I am convinced there was a Henderson Mama network buzzing day and night covering all of us with prayers!
I’ll never forget having a fender bender on the first day of my senior year of high school. I was so scared, until Dorothy Cole came walking down the hill in the drizzling rain carrying a tray with donuts and orange juice for the guy I bumped, the Henderson police, and me. She also gave me a great big hug and stayed with me until Dad arrived.
Many of our Henderson Mamas have left us, and it makes me happy to picture them together in heaven giggling, making poppyseed chicken, fruit tea, delicious fudge pie, and watching over all of us. Those of us who live within driving distance gather once a month to reminisce and share what’s happening in our lives and the evening always contains a Mama story or two.
We All Thank God for Henderson Mamas!
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