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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

I was going to post this on face book but my son will be glad I didnt.. A friend of mine, sent me an innocent email about how 50..'s mom's were.. I looked at it I knew it was suppose to be strange that people lived like that, but I was born in the early 50's and my mom and family and friends did actually act like that.. they would wear their apron, head scarfs, dusting and vacuuming, cooking, visiting gossiping over the fence, or sometimes go to a friends house for a play date, for the kids and some r and r for the adults to talk and drink coffee.. It was a calmer time in life.. There world was around there family. My mom wouldnt be what I would have classified as my best friend when I was growing up. Her job was to make sure my needs were taken care of, that I grew up to be a strong independ adult. She was there for me if I skinned my knee, or someone hurt my feelings, she would hug me and tell me everything would be alright. But my friend, I would hae classified my brother as my best friend, my Aunt Ree as my best friend, my mom was a mom.. She taught me all the things I needed to survive in this world.. She taught me to be honest, to stand up for my self, she taught me the value of doing you very best at everything you do. It still maybe not be correct, but that wasnt what matter, it was that I had did my best.. She whipped me when i needed, and loved me when i needed, taught me when i needed it, and was proud of me, even though I never felt, proud of myself.. I was lucky that she was my mom.. and I was lucky enough to also be able to say that as I grew up to be that awesome person she was grilling me to be, I can truely say she was also my best friend.. I lost my mom when I was 33 years old, to cancer.. We had a rocky patch when I hit my teens, and luckly we became best bud before I was 20. My only regret, is I lost her way to early.. So you gals, and guys out there if and when you have a child that says youre not there friend, they just mean (right now) Cuz its not there job to be your friend, there job is to make you strong enough to raise the next generation to be just as awesome as you turned out to be.. love me

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