Mom & I watching her favorite football team. An Emjayandthem (C) photo
- A mom reads you like a book, and wherever she goes, people read you like a glowing book review.” ~Robert Brault. If only I could do half the things Mom believes I can!
Mom would call these “Life Lessons”
- Mom taught me a lot, but in spite of her best efforts, there remain some lessons that didn’t take: I can’t sew, I don’t enjoy gardening and I never mastered her bread recipe. Here are the ones that did: sharing a meal lovingly prepared, the joy in make-believe play on stormy days, the places books can take you and the ability to laugh at myself. (Remember her story “I’m Gay?”)
Grandma and Mom in the kitchen together; and Emjayandthem (C) photo
- Mom loves music and always had the radio playing in her kitchen, and I do the same. She also taught me the importance of date nights, of a dab of perfume and a swirly skirt and jewelry that makes you feel like a girl. Mom loved me enough to let me go yet never failed to rally and cheer, “You can do it, kid!”
..:: read it … learn it … live it ::..
- When I think about how much I love my boys, I get how much she loves me. And I think that when you’ve been loved .. you can love. ❤ Tomorrow, they’re taking me out for Tex-Mex and Margaritas, laughter and love. And if she could, she’d be in there “like a dirty shirt.”
- Some of my best times with Mom have taken place when it was just the two of us; up late in a quiet house enjoying rambling conversations. In those moments she told me more about herself and her life’s journey than I had known or imagined. Time stopped and we were just two good pals hanging out together– laughing, crying, looking back, and being grateful. I’m so glad I took the time to know her as a woman and not just as my Mom.
related:
- Love Stories
- The significance of Date Nights
- I’m Gay
- At home
- Nameless Moments
- What the Daughter does
- Random 5 Sunday – Coyotes, Silence and Carpe Diem
In everything I’ve ever accomplished and all that I’ve ever experienced, I’ve had one tiny but mighty powerhouse behind me: my Mother.
The 3 words that describe her best? She. Was. There.
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Happy Mother’s day to all of you! Please share a favorite memory of your Mom with me!
