A mom’s hug lasts long after she lets go. ~Author unknown
Azalea in bloom
Mom
just got
released from
the rehab place
in time for her to
celebrate Mother’s Day.
All moms are a blessing and
shouldn’t have to be apart from
loved ones on this special occasion.
Happy Mother’s Day from my house to yours!
Note: Poetic form is Etheree.
Gardening is a matter of your enthusiasm holding up until your back gets used to it. ~Author Unknown
I’ve long been aware that I’m a great “starter” but a lousy “finisher.”
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. ~Washington Irving, American writer
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his. ~Oscar Wilde, Irish poet
Happy Mother’s Day! Remember, even if you don’t have children, you’re probably mothering something, whether it’s a pet, a garden, or even a novel. Thanks so much for accompanying me on my writer’s path!
Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible. ~Marion C. Garretty, quoted in A Little Spoonful of Chicken Soup for the Mother’s Soul
Sometimes you don’t get to choose the challenges Life tosses your way. Sometimes you’ve just gotta wing it, hoping and praying you can make the best of what some would consider a “bad” situation.
Dallas here.
Since none of you has the honor of seeing my mama in action, I thought I’d tell you about yesterday, when she conjured her inner Celtic Warrior Princess persona.
It went down like this:
Does it sound crazy for me to admit that, as Mother’s Day approaches on Sunday, I feel conflicted over the occasion?
My Favorite Domer called me yesterday to wish me a happy Mother’s Day.
“No card. No flowers,” he said. “I just wanted to call and tell you ‘I love you.'”
I had to laugh — it’s easier than crying!
Despite my persistent efforts, Domer has never been a card and flowers kind of guy. Perhaps it’s because he grew up away from his dad, who always did the card and flowers thing when it came to special occasions (thank you, Ex!). Perhaps it’s because Domer never saw his Pa-Pa buy cards and flowers for his grandma.
But I’m convinced it’s because of a new teacher he had when he was an impressionable high school freshman.
One day toward Valentine’s Day, some of the girls in Domer’s class were asking Mr. Young-Attractive-Hot-Shot what kind of flowers he’d purchased for his sweetie. Whereupon, Mr. Young-Attractive-Hot-Shot said he wasn’t giving them, then expounded on his philosophy that flowers were a waste of money. That as soon as you cut flowers, they start to die. That he wouldn’t want anybody special to have to receive dead flowers.
Huh??
I sincerely hope Mr. Young-Attractive-Hot-Shot had an understanding lady friend. Or has since changed his evil ways!
When Domer was little, as soon as he could print his name, I bought cards and had him give them to special people on special occasions. I never failed to give him cards on special occasions, either.
Yes, Hallmark loves me — I must be their biggest fan!
But somehow, Domer never got into cards. He told me yesterday that he can’t imagine being an old person and remembering the verse on a card somebody gave him years ago.
I countered that I might not remember the verse when I’m old, but I’ve saved ALL of my cards in boxes so I can wade through them at leisure. “That way, I can remember that once I was a young mom and I was loved,” I added.
“You’re loved now,” was all he said.
And it’s all that needed to be said.
How did you celebrate Mother’s Day 2012?
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 