OPEN THREAD: For What Character Traits or Actions of your Mother Are You Thankful?
I always enjoy these Mother’s Day threads, both hearing from others and thinking through the things I’ve noticed about my own Mother over the past year. So I’m looking forward to your own lists.
As for my own list:
—I’m a single person and over the last year have become more conscious of Mother’s excellence as an “administrator.” Her skills in running the household and everybody’s lives [er, that latter may not have come out right but you know what I mean] meant that my Dad was released to go work hard like a mule every day! Again, maybe that doesn’t sound quite right, but let me explain.
I have a growing consulting business and focus fairly intensely on my clients and their business growth. Just this week, I staggered into the house after a full day elsewhere in South Carolina, some time around midnight. Once I got home, there was a mass of duties to attend to. I got to bed around 2ish. Mother didn’t work outside of the home other than a couple of early years. But boy did she work. The house and all surrounding entities ran like a clock. Meals, laundry, scads of errands, many of them complex, yard work, household repairs, car repairs, bill paying, vendor management, cleaning, and not to mention raising and home schooling four children—all were accomplished with a smoothness that I marvel at. That’s not to say that she didn’t go crazy at times.
But my Mother “put her shoulder into it” and still does. As a result, my Dad essentially has to deal with practically nothing at all in regards to managing a household and material goods—something that I’m a bit envious of, I have to admit.
I really appreciate, the older I get, the partnership that she and Dad have—and I largely give credit to Mother for that.
—All of the above being said, my Mother has always been a hard worker. It was a fantastic example for all of us as we grew up. The very least you can do is work hard.
—Mother has never stopped reading or learning. She reads more than I do, and has many different books by her bedside, on the kitchen table, and elsewhere throughout the house, lying ready and handy. Every year as I was growing up, she would take us to the store for our school things—big fat brightly colored pencils when we were younger, notebooks, lunch boxes, erasers, and so on. It was a big deal, and was a part of the long and very good tradition of establishing many rituals that gave value to learning. Mother was always very excited for us about the great privilege we had in learning. I hope I keep that for the rest of my life.
—I was talking to Mother earlier in the week about my Grandmother, and commented that the three things that gave me a love for and skill at language were: my parents reading incessantly to us all [they still do, when we visit or when we call—always something they want to read to us whether we want to hear it or not!], my Grandmother extensively training me in the fine art of diagramming complex, lengthy sentences [it was a game or a puzzle for us], and my Mother teaching me four years of Latin. Those things . . . they were invaluable to my ability to “handle” the English language.
Happy Mother’s Day, everyone!
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