Day late, hopefully not a dollar short..... It really isn't that I forgot Mother's Day. Ask her, she will tell you! It is that words fail me when I try to talk about how important she is to me, how important our relationship is.
Remember the mnemonic poem about red skies in the morning meaning bad weather? You know, "Red skies at morning, sailors take warning....?" I used to think my mom came up with that all on her own. I thought she was a genius! (Now, I know she really is.) She is my hero, the person that taught me that it is never too late to try to get what you want. Not too long ago, I found myself lamenting the lack of "best friend" status in my life, but I realized that we both have that. She was my Mommy when I was a child, but she is my best friend as an adult.
I do reserve the right, however, for occasional access to my Mommy.
So, how did we celebrate Mother's Day? Talked the Mom into seeing Pulp Fiction for the first time. We are all so sentimental. (She loved it. We knew she would!)
Remember the mnemonic poem about red skies in the morning meaning bad weather? You know, "Red skies at morning, sailors take warning....?" I used to think my mom came up with that all on her own. I thought she was a genius! (Now, I know she really is.) She is my hero, the person that taught me that it is never too late to try to get what you want. Not too long ago, I found myself lamenting the lack of "best friend" status in my life, but I realized that we both have that. She was my Mommy when I was a child, but she is my best friend as an adult.
I do reserve the right, however, for occasional access to my Mommy.
So, how did we celebrate Mother's Day? Talked the Mom into seeing Pulp Fiction for the first time. We are all so sentimental. (She loved it. We knew she would!)
1 comment:
What lovely words about your mum. And Pulp Fiction. How brilliant! What a great way to spend Mother's Day.
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