Finding the right thread can help
One of my favorite Mother’s Day memories was May 8, 2005. The day before, I had just moved to an ocean-view mobile home in Crystal Cove State Park. It was temporary because the park management was in litigation with the state of California. I knew going in that could easily be moving out within days or weeks. Still, I had to go for it which is why I drove two hours round trip to pick up my mom on Mother’s Day wasting no time to show her my new home and celebrate her special day.
We enjoyed relaxing on the deck, chatted with new neighbors and prepared a delicious dinner before I drove her home. Alll the way back to the beach, there was no doubt in my mind the move was worth it if only for that day. Gratefully I enjoyed 299 more days of paradise living before the park was closed forever to residents.
My mother is an angel on my shoulder now and probably smiles at the thought of that day as well. I bet she also smiles at how much I treasure a couple of things she often told me. SHe wasn’t much for giving advice, instead she would simply say, “Use wisdom, Cheryl.” I do my best to remember that guidance along with her suggestion on how to take out ahem: “Just find the right thread, pull on it and it quickly unravels,” she would tell me. I have found that technique to be a good metaphor for problem solving.
Imagine my mom could get a good chuckle out of a problem I can’t seem to solve with my stove. Why can’t my stove be smart like my phone? Seems like there is an app for just about everything on my phone. I wish there was a “read-my-mind” app for my stove. Then it would know when to reduce heat to slow down cooking my food if I need “just 5 more minutes” at the computer, or to speed up when I have waited too long and now I am starving. Oh yes, she could have a good laugh at how I am still up to my childhood tricks when she had dinner on the table and I would say, “I will be there in a minute, Mom!” Sure.
Well, as this Mother’s Day approaches, I will think of my mom and, I will enjoy remembering mothers who are very much in my life–my sister who has raised two fine children and friends who have been great role models with their kids. Two of my senior care ladies have both adopted me as their “daughter” and I sure think affectionately of them as an adopted mom. Since I didn’t have children of my own, I have still enjoyed being a “mom” to many children such as when I was an elementary school teacher. I am grateful how motherhood has taken on a broader meaning these days.
There aren’t enough hours in the annual holiday to celebrate with all the mothers in my life. Gratefully, we have another 364 days to do so. I think remembering moms throughout the year, and letting them know how much they mean to us, is always a good idea to keep in mind. And, I sure hope the inventors out there keep in mind my “read-my-mind” app for my stove!
Happy Mother’s Day to all!