May 2008
Mother's Day is right around the corner and this year I am feeling a wee bit melancholy. There are a couple of things going on that are striking an emotional chord with me and both involve aging. Not my personal aging ( I continue to be getting younger daily...ha!) but more about the aging of my Mothers AND the aging of my kids.
My Mother is amazing. She has become a "sponge" as she has aged. No she doesn't look like one (matter of fact she is elegantly beautiful) but her desire to experience life and continue to learn gives her a porous quality. She eagerly reads, works, shops, eats, goes to movies, theater, concerts and does it all with great energy and enthusiasm. Her best friend and "later in life" companion have traveled to many fabulous destinations and continue to plan trips that make me green. My Mother is soft, sensitive and loves her family. Her sense of humor can only be matched by her two daughters and therefore when together we laugh until we cry. So why melancholy this year? Because she is old enough to have shown me how I want to be when I grow up and I am old enough to realize that there is great likeness in our differences.
My other Mother (Michael's Mom) stole my heart way before I married her only son. She has always made me feel like I was a full fledged Laramie. She too is an amazing woman who has energy that exhausts women one third her age. Family and friends are her life. She embraces her children and grandchildren like a protective Mama bear and for that reason safety, loyalty and care have never been a question for any of us. She has super hero qualities when it comes to cooking, maintaining a home, spreading love and keeping everyone happy. Why sentimental about this Mom? Because although I know my husband loves his Mother with all his heart, I watch this adult son/mother relationship and I know my son will be an adult before I know it (whether I like it or not).
My two. I have never had more fun than I am currently having with my kids. We laugh hard everyday and I honestly can't get enough of them. Why sad? I have a feeling my days of being the "chosen" companion are numbered. Mom before friend, it has to be that way but for now, it sure is fun to be both.
Happy Mother's Day to every MOTHER, Step Mother, God Mother, Aunt and Grandma. Celebrate the love you have given that has changed lives, molded personalities and created confidence.
I raise my glass and tip my hat to all of you (and me!)
Kara |
