The older I get the more I begin to understand. The more I understand the more I appreciate. As appreciation is a commodity of rarity I have decided to make it a point to extend those words of gratitude to whoever is in need of it.
I loved my mother on Saturday because…
As a child my mother spent most if not all of her time doing what other people wanted her to do. I spend a good chunk of my time concerned with the people I love’s happiness. So when I went grocery shopping by myself I noticed that I was listening to the CD I wanted at the volume I wanted, I stopped in stores I wouldn’t normally and took my sweet ass time. It was quite wonderful really and I was left wondering if my mother ever had moments like this of her own.
I loved my Aunt Betty on Sunday because…
I had guests over the weekend which brought the household total to 4 adults and 3 children. It was left to me to make sure everyone was feed. I began with brunch at 10:30 a.m. and didn’t leave the kitchen until 3:30 p.m. That included pancakes and juice for all. Washing all of the dishes. Sweeping up the cereal that made it to the floor and pre-prepping the chicken dinner for roasting.
My Aunt Betty had 7 children. How she ever left the kitchen and kept her house clean I’ll never know.
I loved my mother yesterday because…Last night I was hemming my pants. The hem itself turned out straight and clean. It was beautiful really. When I was 10 years old my mother taught me to cross stitch, when I was a teenager she tried to teach me to use a sewing machine but I pleaded boredom and turned up my head phones. What she didn’t know was from the corner of my eye I watched her hand sew quilts. I love her for all the things she never knew she taught me.
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