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From Booties and Ruffles

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Fairly resistant to authority, I did not make mothering me an easy task. It sounds harsh, but sadly, these are the facts. 

I was not the most pleasant child to live with. I came hard-wired with the belief that my way was the best way, my ideas were the only ones worth pursuing, and my opinions were vitally important. Yes, I was that obnoxious.

 

My mother wanted a princess; I fear she got a revolutionary, at the very least, a tomboy. I was sent out the door to school in dresses and tights, but my school bag frequently contained contraband jeans and tennis shoes. Driven to grasp any thing I didn’t instantly understand, I filled the air with, “why?” and “what if?”

 

Fairly resistant to authority, I did not make mothering me an easy task. It sounds harsh, but sadly, these are the facts. Bless her heart, my mother loved me; I never doubted that. I just didn’t fully understand it, until I became a mother myself. I was twenty years old and 2,500 miles away from my mother when I brought my first child home just before Mother’s Day in 1981.

 

Motherhood creates a cosmic shift.  As a new mother gazes down at her helpless infant snuggled deep in her arms she is met with an onslaught of emotions and memories she never imagined she would encounter. Suddenly, her own mother becomes a goddess of wisdom. Over night, she begins to realize there is much yet for her mother to teach her. And finally, she is ready and willing to listen. Such times are best expressed in prose from the heart:

 

From booties and ruffles,

to Levi’s and sweatshirts.

From scraped knees and broken hearts,

to the first move away from home.

From a diamond and lace,

to a helpless infant in a new mother’s arms.

Finally understanding - the depth of a Mother’s love.

An unconditional love,

no matter how far I strayed.

Wisdom, warm embraces, a strengthening hand,

a guiding light in the darkness.

From tears brushed away,

to joys shared.

She’s always been near,

the perfect friend – Mother

TBC

 

How have you learned to appreciate all that your mother has done for you? How do you plan to express your gratitude? Have you told her all the things you appreciate about her lately?

 

 

 

 

Last modified on Thursday, 22 May 2014 02:43
Teresa Clark

A national award-winning storyteller, historian and author, she is best known for her original works and recollections of life's experiences blended with history. Teresa has presented and performed throughout the United States. Of her, it has been said, "Charming, witty, soulful, and wise, her performances are filled with a compelling sense of wonder and an irresistable zest for life." Her story work involves performance, education, production, and advocacy. From the main stage to individual consultations in living rooms across America, she delights in the excavation and sharing of family story. Most importantly, she is a wife, mother, and grandmother to her favorite playmates and best friends.

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