Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Sunday, November 25, 2018
EOL
"Mother" harkens to the memory of home and hearth, but today reminds me that sometime soon, I will no longer have a home to return to.
Saturday, November 10, 2018
Pre-Mortum
Mistyping the tense of a mother requires speedy correction, but cannot move quicker than the mind's eye.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
It Hurts Me To Say, But Sometimes The Truth Must Come Out
Parents can be real fuckers sometimes.
Labels:
father,
moments of sorrow,
mother,
parents,
unfortunate truths
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
I Haven't The Words
I was nearly moved to tears tonight when my boyfriend's mother (and the mother of my heart) gave me her first edition of Rainer Maria Rilke's Letters To A Young Poet.
Labels:
books,
gift,
holidays,
moments of happiness,
mother,
reactions,
surprises,
tears of happiness
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Sad But True
I am actually looking forward to being responsible for all of my expenses come my birthday this year because it means that I will finally be able to leave my mother behind.
Labels:
aging gracefully,
birthday,
escape,
monetary issues,
mother,
relief,
unfortunate truths
Sunday, September 16, 2007
If A Equals B And B Equals C Then A Must Equal Kumquat Jam
I've never dealt well with being yelled at and, knowing that, one must wonder just what she thinks will be accomplished by screaming at me and then, in the same breath, telling me that I never come over any more.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
She'll Be Better, If You'll Be Kind
What if I really am the terrible daughter she tells me I am?
Labels:
disbelief,
discomfort,
moral debates,
mother,
parents,
questioning reality
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Forever Gone Is The Idealized Mother Of My Childhood
The more I work on this post, wording and rewording the same thoughts over and over again, the more I come to realize that it all boils down to this: after my experience in Virginia, I will never look at my mother the same way again.
Labels:
family,
interactions,
irrevocable change,
mother,
parents,
ramifications,
sickness,
unfortunate truths
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
I Need To Work On That
Upon imagining my mother's funeral and being asked to speak, my reaction is always the same, "I don't really have anything to say".
Labels:
moral debates,
mother,
parents,
parting,
unfortunate truths,
words
Monday, April 30, 2007
I Couldn't Tell You How It Really Was
When I phoned to check her condition after the surgery, I could not be certain if she was really pleased to hear from me, or if it was simply the drugs speaking.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Bitchin' Birthday
I must admit that seeing my mother get angry over "Stitch And Bitch" and not being able to punish me was a particularly delightful joy.
Labels:
aging gracefully,
birthday,
books,
change,
family,
interactions,
moments of happiness,
mother,
parents
Saturday, April 14, 2007
What Is One To Do?
I have, in one of my away messages, a quote in which the phrase, "God damn it" happens to occur and for some reason my mother (and now, thanks to her overwhelming concern, my father) have decided to send a message to me stating that, "it is offensive and that (I) should change it" every time they see the away message.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
I Wish Things Were Different
I don't want to miss out on the festivities but after everything, I don't know how comfortable I would be going over there.
Labels:
change,
comfort,
futility,
holidays,
interactions,
moments of sorrow,
mother,
overwhelmed,
parents,
patience,
regret,
unfortunate truths
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Good Morning Sunshine!
The absolute best way to wake up is by someone yelling at you about something you thought to be insignificant and because of the way they are ranting on about it makes it impossible for you to convey to them that you understand where they are coming from.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Current Events
After being on the phone with my mother for almost two hours, I realized that the void between our respective views of the world is wider than I had previously imagined.
Labels:
mother,
parents,
thoughts,
unfortunate truths,
voids,
world view
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Mother Cloning
When I expressed concern over turning into my mother at some point in my life, my cousin oh so articulately pointed out, "You don't have to worry about it, because you're far too Sarah," I suddenly felt as if sleep would not be avoiding me any longer.
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