This One’s For You, Mom
I’m jealous of you Allan because I don’t feel that way about my mother.
Oh- I love her-in kind of an abstract way-but ...Your mother sounds like she was a heckava lady-and that your step-dad was a real lucky guy.
I know you’ll see her someday!!And btw-after reading this-it’s obvious why you turned out the way you did.
*hugs*
Posted by Annoying Little Twerp
05/08/2005 at 06:06 AM
I was going to e-mail this to you Allan, but it’d be better with your mom.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY
Somebody said that a child is carried in its mother’s womb for nine months.
Somebody does not know that a child is carried in its mother’s heart forever.
Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after
you’ve had a baby.
Somebody doesn’t know that once you’re a mother, normal is history.
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct.
Somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.
Somebody said being a mother is boring.
Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver’s permit.
Somebody said if you’re a “good” mother, your child will “turn out good.”
Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.
Somebody said “good” mothers never raise their voices.
Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor’s kitchen window.
Somebody said you don’t need an education to be a mother.
Somebody never helped a fourth grader with his math.
Somebody said you can’t love the fifth child as much as you love the first.
Somebody doesn’t have five children.
Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books.
Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose.
Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery.
Somebody never watched her “baby” get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten.
Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back.
Somebody never organized seven giggling Brownies to sell cookies.
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married.
Somebody doesn’t know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a
mother’s heartstrings.!
Somebody said a mother’s job is done when her last child leaves home.
Somebody never had grandchildren.
Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don’t need to tell her.
Somebody isn’t a mother.Have a BEAUTIFUL day!!
Lovely piece Allan. And you’re so right OCM. I wish I had said that more often to my mother who was
A faithful, affectionate wife, a tender mother, a kind and charitable neighbor, pious, chaste, good and just, intelligent and witty, courageous in the face of adversity, a shining example of virtue to all who knew her. R.I.P., Mom.
Thank you for confiding with us, Allan. Mom will be 92 in June, and with each passing day, I am more grateful that she is there, still being everything that only Mom can be.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom, and a blessed and thoughtful day to all.
” As I started to hang up, a weird sensation came over me and I before I said goodbye I blurted out, “Mom .. I love you.” Silence from the other end. I held my breath and waited anxiously. Then a small voice came back that will reverberate in my mind until the day I die, “I know, Allan. I know. I have always loved you and you have always loved me.”
Got a golf ball in my throat at this part, Allan, and then it exploded all over my keyboard. Still exploding.
I’ll never get your mom’s beautiful response, but I sure am glad you took the chance to say the words.
What a beautifully written piece.
Posted by Phoenix
05/08/2005 at 10:28 AM
Thank you all for your kind comments. I had to do a lot of soul-searching to decide to publish this “tribute”. It is deeply personal and I am kind of a closed book when it comes to my personal life. This, however, was needed in order to (a) tell people about my mother, who was a truly wonderful woman and (b) encourage all of you to do something for your mom today.
So what are you waiting for? Call mom! Or go visit! Or if she is dead, remember her!
Without her you wouldn’t be the man or woman you are today. Actually, you wouldn’t be at all, but that’s part of the biology lesson later this week.
Allan this was so trujly beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing from deep in your heart about your Mom. You touch many lives by being in this world Allan, again thank you for sharing and writing this.
(((( hug )))))
Posted by Wild Thing
05/08/2005 at 12:16 PM
So you are a lot softer than you look! Very nice. My Mom was born the same year as yours and I am her oldest. They dont make em like that anymore although I am sure you will agree they didnt make that many of them in the first place.
Posted by DixieKraut
05/08/2005 at 01:16 PM
DixieKraut: Though the man outside be covered in titanium steel and protected by layers of concrete and rebar .... there is always a soft spot inside for his mother.
Lost my Mom last July. Lots of similarities
between the two of us on how it all ended.
Nothing will ever take away the love we have for them.....ever.Posted by Ralph Rattfuc
05/08/2005 at 05:43 PM
Allan, that is eerily close to how I lost my Mama in 1974. She was in the hospital with a stroke, getting better, then died suddenly on Sunday night after I had talked to her. Only thing, she was in GA and I in NH, and she had told me not to come home, that she’d be OK. I did come home. After she passed away, and life has never been the same without my Mama. God bless, friend
Posted by flyboy3872
05/08/2005 at 10:39 PM
My God, Allan, that was beautiful. I was just beginning to get close to my mom, through no fault of either of us, when she went to be with the Lord six years ago. I can only hope she knew how much she meant to me. Not that I didn’t try to tell her.
Allan,
I lost my mom ten years ago.
I miss her still.
I’m with ya.I was lucky, spent yesterday with mom (and my sister and aunt & uncle). She is the youngest of 3 daughters and the most like *her* mom. And she was from the same generation as yours, Allen, and you are right they just don’t make em like that anymore. Glad you shared, your story. As we grow older, we become many things to many people (husband, father, uncle, grandpa) but to our mothers in some way or another, we will always be their little boy...something you can never grow out of. It’s a mom thing *grin*.
I lost my Mom to cancer September of last year. This was my first Mother’s Day without her. I thought about her a lot. We had moved her out of the hospital and into hospice care at my brother’s house. I got to play guitar and sing to her for the last few weeks of her life. Sometimes she was awake and sometimes she was not. I got to tell her “I Love You” a lot.
Thanks for sharing this Allan.
