My mother's background was Scottish. She came from an old family, some of whom lived in upper New York State and some of whom had come over from Scotland. Alan Hovhaness backgroundfamilylive Change image and share on social
My mother's been married many, many times and grew up believing in love like that. It's remarkable. Sherilyn Fenn believegrowlove Change image and share on social
My mother's belief in spiritual healers grew stronger after our family went through a rough patch following my father's death. Sufi saint Karimullah Shah Kadri changed our lives, and all of us converted to Sufism. But it wasn't an instantaneous decision - it took us 10 years to convert. The change in religion was like washing away the past. A. R. Rahman beliefchangeconvert share on social
My mother's career was over at 40 but she was still trying to be everyone's buddy, always smiling for the cameras. Carrie Fisher buddycameracareer Change image and share on social
My mother's cross was given to me when she died. I like to have it always close to me. Christian Louboutin closecrossdie Change image and share on social
My mother's dad dropped out of the eighth grade to work. He had to. By the time he was 30, he was a master electrician, plumber, carpenter, mason, mechanic. That guy was, to me, a magician. Anything that was broken, he could fix. Anybody anywhere in our community knew that if there was a problem, Carl was there to fix it. Mike Rowe breakcarlcarpenter share on social
My mother's death brought me to my knees. She was my hero, my role model, my very best friend. I spoke to her every single day of my life. I really tried hard when I grew up to make her proud of me. Maria Shriver bringdaydeath Change image and share on social
My mother's death put me in touch with my most savage self. As I've grown up and come to terms with her death and accepted it, the pieces of her that I keep don't exist materially. Cheryl Strayed acceptdeathexist Change image and share on social
My mother's English, and she always was fascinated by the desert. Arizona Muse desertenglishfascinate Change image and share on social
My mother's eyes were large and brown, like my son's, but unlike Sam's, they were always frantic, like a hummingbird who can't quite find the flower but keeps jabbing around. Anne Lamott browneyefind Change image and share on social