This week I have honored some of the women in my life: my daughter, my sister, and my own mum on Quietude this Sonday. So today I am going to do my five-minute free write on ME!
Being a mom has been one incredible trip! After trip. After trip! My 3-M’s have caused me to shed at least a million tears and made me laugh enough times to fill the Grand Canyon with continuous echo for a million years!
Our years together navigating a fatherless home were some of our best work. We learned to count on one another and serve one another, whether we wanted to or not. We leaned hard on one another and after several years we all stand strong.
I learned I could bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan (my theme commercial from the 80’s)
I taught my youngest how to spot aluminum cans from his bike seat and hold tight to the garbage bag as we collected recyclable goods to buy a bagful of groceries. 10 potpies for a dollar and a bag of rice, a head of iceberg lettuce and a tomato: we made that feast.
Middle son soon learned the art of mowing and being sure there were garbage cans at the curb on Monday and Thursday.
My eldest and my only girl held down the fort after school until I got home from work.
We were a team and we were strong. Of course, there were epic Mom fails. Years after when I try to apologize for this or that? They don’t even remember what I’m talking about – the good far outweighs the bad.
1985 Beach Trip to Sanibel Island – one of our favorite times!
Today, I showcase ME – and to the age-old question the chick asked of every breathing creature he could find, “Are You My Mother?”
Yes, children o’ mine I am and you make it fun!