“My mom told me that I should trust the man who could see the sorrow behind my smile, the love behind my anger, and the reasons behind my silence.”
― Jill Shalvis, Always On My Mind
We seem to enter the month of “childhood” … Readers watch out and be aware 😉
As for today topic, as much as I turn and shape it, I am not able to figure out what I’m supposed to do with “Child’s Tales – Stories you were told or heard when you were a child”. Are we supposed to gossip? Myths? Old wives’ tales?
So as a CHILD, I take this week as an opportunity to say THANK YOU to my mum, considering it’s Mother’s Day on Sunday. Honestly, she’d freak out if she knew I’m writing about her, so I keep it basic.
I’m sure many mums would agree, that as we grow older, and possibly more mature, we appreciate the things our mums did “way back”, but the appreciation really expands once you’ve got your own children and you need to set rules and make decisions – the same ones you fought against as a teenager.
A few weeks back I tried to explain some maths transposition ( I love this stuff!) to my daughter. May I say, she’s a very clever girl and I just couldn’t figure out why the penny didn’t drop when it came to transpositions. I explained, tried to explain again and I have to admit, it might be partly my fault as well, because I simply haven’t got the vocabulary when it comes to Algebra. Anyway, I had her in tears and even more so when I started laughing. Needless to say, that upset her even more. I gave her a cuddle and told her why I laughed.
The picture of me and my mum had come to my mind, mum somewhat frustrated as she helped me with my homework. Was it math? I doubt it. Possibly more one of the languages. I had promised myself, if I ever have children I’d never get frustrated with explaining them a problem over and over. So much for that promise.
My girl saw the funny side in it as well. We had a hot drink and approached the transposition again. With success!
I’m not saying mum did it wrong. Oh no! I’m saying, I understand, late, but I do. I’m saying that whichever way she did it, mum brought me up the best she could and I am now reaping the rewards from the seeds she planted in me all these many years ago.
Being a mum’s not easy, but it’s a wonderful “job”, and it’s an even better job, when you had a great mum to prepare you for it.
Thank you mum. I love you and hope you have a great Mother’s Day, even though I cannot be there with you.