There was a time about 10 years ago that I got to see Ma Mère every day, at least every week day. We worked together from 1986 until, well, now. I do go in about once every two to three weeks to take care of some office and paperwork. But, that’s just once every two to three weeks. I do live about two football fields away from Mes ‘Rents. That’s not lost on me. But, because my schedule is so hectic and tight, I don’t get over to see my folks very much, at all. I do talk them about once a week, or I try to. I can’t get the time lost due to
hectic or busy. I realize this.
This week, though, I’ve had the fortune of spending not one, but two mornings and quality time with my mother. We got breakfast, trying to catch up, talk family goings on and just spending time. Some of it is because my birthday is on Sunday and some of it is because the timing worked out. We have a history on my birthday, well, beyond the obvious. There’s just traditions that we have that we try to maintain. Sometimes we do and sometimes we don’t. Today we did and we didn’t. I’m not trying to be cryptic but just that we have our things and that’s between us.
My point is this, we had time together that we’ve not had in a while and that’s what I enjoyed most about it. I am going to work to make sure there are more times that we can do that. And, I want to make sure that I don’t wait until my next birthday to have that time. So, Mom and Dad, we’re hanging more, deal with it! And, I love ya both.
Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
“Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.” – Stevie Wonder