Here’s a photo of my Mom:
She’s standing behind a bank of pink surprise lilies in her garden. We love the surprise lilies because they arrive early summer, they bloom, you heartlessly mow them down, and they bloom again on the week of our birthdays.
Mom taught me how to garden. Even, better, she taught me how to cope. I’ve been in the vicinity of a number of Moms lately, with teenagers, and they don’t teach their teenagers how to cope. So the teenagers drink, or smoke, or cut, or starve. My Mom, on the other hand, has had a lifetime of coping with adversity, and she does it better than anyone.
So, she taught me how to garden, and how to cope, and if you know those two things you can rule the world. I’m very lucky to have this mother. Thanks, Mom! I love you.
12 responses to “Mom”
What a great Mom. You’re lucky!
“Mom taught me how to garden. Even, better, she taught me how to cope.”Exactly. Thank you for expressing that so clearly. I am going to tell my mom that at lunch today.
Happy Mother’s Day Queen Mum! You raised a fine Queen. Thanks for that.
my mom told me those were called “naked ladies” (the lilies)… 🙂 Happy Mom’s Day!
Actually they are squameria lycoris. But you are right; they are called naked ladies. You try to protect your children and then Nature creates bad influences like naked lilies in your own backyard. No wonder Q became a groupie for that band!
Rhea Jammies, Sue, et al:I interrupt my workday to assure everyone that my Mom isn’t entirely clear on what the term “Groupie” means. (She’s so cute!)
My mom kicks ass too. Yay for good moms! Happy belated Mother’s Day, Queen Mum:)
I’m big on mom appreciation. Having lacked one of my own for the majority of my life, I sort of take other people’s mothers very seriously. Even my mother in law gets full mother treatment (in her own special way).Congratulations on having an extra special mom! You guys cope like the lilies do — try to mow you down, and you bloom anyway
Autumn – Yep, she is a fine Mom. Even if she doesn’t know what “groupie” means. Today I’m wondering if you can be a groupie for a solo act. (Leonard Cohen. Call me. I like father figures.)Sherri – awww. That was too nice.
Rub it in, why don’t ya?
Motherless Child – Hey, at least I didn’t ask you “Who’s the MOTHER?” (That isn’t going to make a bit of sense to anyone but you and Catherine until tomorrow.)
Your mom rocks. But you knew that.