My problem was that I couldn't remember much about my mother. My childhood was not all that comfy, I was terrified of my father, and my mother remained silent much of the time, possibly terrified of him too.
I think one of my favorite memories of her would be, now that you've jogged my memory, one event shortly before she had the stroke that took her from us. I said
All of a sudden you don't seem much older than me.
I can still see her smile.
Awwww.... that sounds like a very sweet moment.