Something I Just Have to Say…

You know how sometimes you get something stuck in your head and you think about it over and over again, several times in the span of a few days? I’ve been going through that lately. I think these things always happen for a reason, and looking at the calendar makes the reason why a little more clear.

Late last Thursday night, I was mentally composing a blog post that I felt the need to write. I was tempted to get up and turn the computer on to write it, but realized it was too late. I should do it in the morning. Friday morning came and went, and I didn’t have a chance to do it. It ended up being a busier day than I expected. But that is ok, because what I feel the need to say – well, it is never to late to say it unless I don’t say it at all.

I didn’t learn all I really needed to know in life in Kindergarten, as Robert Fulghum once claimed. I learned it from my Mom, before I ever went to school. She taught me everything I ever needed to know. She doesn’t hear that from me often enough, but as I get older, I realize the truth of it more and more. I can’t tell you how many times I have looked back at something that has happened to me during the day, whether it be a small event or one that can alter the course of my life, and wondered how she felt when she was my age. When she had a 13 year old child, she was only 33. Things become much more clear when I look at it from that perspective.

Sure, I learned a lot from my Dad too. I’m fortunate to have two wonderful parents. But when I was small, it was my Mom that was there for the everyday things. Taking me to the park, to the pool, to school, whatever. As I grew older, my Mom was the one that was home in the afternoon when I came home from school. My Dad was always there for the important things, and sometimes the small things too – but so many of my memories are tied to my Mom, we did some sewing and gardening together, although for the big things as tree trimming we always prefer get services from http://www.anjtreeservice.com/ for help

We don’t always see eye to eye, and sometimes we drive each other crazy – but don’t let it fool you. It doesn’t mean that I don’t love her. How could I not? She brought me into this world and took care of my every need. Sometimes she still does.

Somedays it is hard to get the words out, and I’m a flood of gooey emotions right now so I’ll stop before I ramble on too long. I just wanted to say thank you – I wanted to put it out there into the general ebb and flow of karma in the world.

My maternal grandparents have both passed away in recent years; I know this time of year is hard for my Mom. My grandpa’s birthday was on November 1st and my grandma’s was on November 11th – last Friday. Were they the ones responsible for nudging me and reminding me to make it known how much I truly care? We’ll never know. But it has come up time and time again since I first thought about it on Thursday night. As I travel down the path of motherhood with a teen myself, I’m sure it will continue over and over again.

I love you, Mom & Dad. Thank you for giving me a truly blessed life. Thank you for teaching me everything I know. Thank you for putting up with me – and for sharing a lifetime of joyful memories with me. I’m sorry for the bad times, and I’m so very grateful for the good. Without you, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. You will always be a part of the very core of my being.

Now go tell someone you love them, or at least send them good thoughts. The world could use more love these days.