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A mother by any other name?

September 13th, 2012 · No Comments

All my life my mother and I have never been very close. I
can honestly say I don’t really know too much about her. She always seemed so…nondescript and uninvolved. I think I spent a lot of my time trying to be just the opposite with my kids. I went to every school function and sporting event. I talked to their friends and their friends’ parents. I ask them to share the latest
gossip! But I am still a mother and not a girlfriend. So I still
act like a nagging mother sometimes. I give my daughter Sari a hard time about her
housekeeping skills (or lack thereof) and her husband’s lack of handyman
potential. I’m certain she cringes anytime I say I might stop by to visit.

I don’t think my intentions are to be cruel or degrading
in any way. I really just want to help out and try to make her life a little
easier. My mother never once stopped by any house I ever lived in! She never
offered to help paint a child’s bedroom or organize my closet or plant flowers
in the yard.

I guess I kind of force myself on Sari then and I just go ahead
and plan these types of events whether she wants the help or not. Is that a nagging
mother? I’m just trying to be involved.

This past weekend, Sari and her husband shut me up cold
when it comes to being involved with their kids. Sure, the dirty clothes pile is dangerously close to failing all EPA standards of toxicity levels and the lawn hasn’t been mowed yet this month, but those kids get quality and quantity of their parents’ time and effort.

Sari took RJ to a mother-daughter camp for the weekend. They slept in a cabin, ate s’mores by a camp fire, rode horses, archery and crafts. No girlfriends for solidarity, no cell phone reception and no wine! Such a good Mommy! Then, not to be out done, her husband took the young Cashman to his first Alabama football game. He got to eat hot dogs, got a new jersey and got to walk on the field after the game. Such a good Daddy!

Now these are the memories those kids will never forget. I
couldn’t be more proud of the parents they have become.

Maybe that is as involved as I need to be?

Could it be that my own mother came to this conclusion first???

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