My mother was loved by so many people, famous and not so famous.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My mother was the love of my life.
My mom was truly an iconic figure, a great journalist and a pioneering woman who died at 54 of cancer without ever having revealed to viewers that she was ill.
I adored my mother. I absolutely adored her and admired her.
I adored my mother, and I will always have extraordinary memories about her and remember her, and she opened the doors for me to appreciate arts.
I can't say I ever loved my mother; I admired her.
Growing up in North Carolina, my mom was always just sort of my mom to me. I never really recognized her as a famous actress. I'm always thrilled when she's cleaning out her closet. Last time, I got a pair of boots that she bought in Paris 20 years ago. I have completely worn them out.
My mother was a wonderful, wonderful woman with a lovely voice who hated housework, hated cooking even more and loved her children. She was always arranging church activities such as a bazaar.
I adored my mom. I thought she was the best. I loved her very much.
My mother was adored by her family and by the scores of children she took care of and their parents, all of whom called her 'Miss Woody.'
My mother has been famous for longer than anyone else alive.