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Week 3: Without You
I sleep independently.
I work independently.
I shop,
walk,
drive
and bathe
all by myself.
I bought a car and a house
on my own,
birthed & raised my children,
and I worked two jobs.
Growing up,
my fears frustrated you.
I wasn't the kid you'd expected.
I was afraid to swim.
I dreaded falling off a bike.
It felt impossible to catch a ball
without being beamed in the eye.
I couldn't hold a pencil right.
I was klutzy and knocked over things.
No social graces.
I was hard to teach.
I rebelled and was sometimes unladylike.
Still,
you taught me a love for animals,
drove me around when I needed rides.
took me on trips,
encouraged my education,
saw that I graduated high school & college,
taught me thriftiness & money managemt,
showed me how to do laundry,
& how to make a bed.
Like Mary Poppins,
you made tasks look easy, even if they weren't.
You looked after me if I was sick,
& gave me an appreciation for the arts like drawing, painting and writing.
You passed on your love of gardens,
& you documented our lives with countless Kodak slides,
So that we could always remember the most important things in life.
You’ve been my mom for 63 years.
You've been helpful but at times a handful,
Optimistic yet pragmatic,
Both conservative yet progressive
& oh, so determined.
Now,
I face my fears instead of crying & running.
I'm learning complicated life lessons.
I have willpower because of you.
But,
what am I going to do
one day
without you?
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Hugs to you! Good for you for facing your fears and having will power.
Our relationships with our parents often (if we are lucky) come full circle. I resented my mom so much, but now I do have some sympathy. Having 7 kids probably was never easy (my 3 kids keep my hopping.)
You are a good daughter, you are! And you take such good care of your mom. You are there for her and, in the end, that's what matters.
Hugs.
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Dan
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- Erulisse (one L)
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Much respect and understanding.
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In this section did you maybe mean “beaned” instead of “beamed”?
It felt impossible to catch a ball
without being beamed in the eye.
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Kodak!
Always wonderful, insightful, thought-provoking, and in this case, heart-wrenching.
Brava!
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