Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mom's The Word

May 13, 2012

Dearest Mother,

~Hello love.~

My, how I miss hearing you say those two words to me.  I also miss other words you shared with me over the years.

Do you remember?  I do daily.  You thought I wasn't always listening...but you were wrong.  I was busy taking mental notes.

~If you lay down with're bound to get up with fleas.~

~Never try to argue with a drunk or a two year old.  That's a fight you can't win 'cause neither makes any sense...and you can't understand a word either is saying.~

My personal favorite Mother and the one that has stood the test of time....

~Never write anything down you wouldn't want printed on the front page of the Courier Gazette.~

followed closely by...

~Never hang your dirty laundry on the front porch to air.~

You knew how to bring me back to reality when I was feeling full of myself simply by reminding me...

~Don't ever get in your head you're better than anybody else because you're not...but no one is better at being you than you.~

When I first married, you were full of wise advice.  Advice I still turn to after 40+ years of marriage because it works.

~You know it's just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as a poor man...right?~

OK Mother...I can hear you laughing all the way from Heaven.  Guess I wasn't paying attention when you laid those sage words on me, but thankfully I was when you warned me of the pitfalls every young couple encounters starting out.

~Buy with cash as much as possible unless you want to $25 E-Z Payment yourself right into the poor house.~

~Pick your battles.~

~If you start out in life settling for second best, you'll be settling for the rest of your natural born days.~

~Don't beat a dead horse or you'll end up a nag.~

~Look to the future and leave the past in the past. Pasts are like noses...everyone has one. You don't need to know his and he doesn't need to know yours.  When he says he wants to know and he really can handle it?  Trust me...he doesn't...and he really can't.~

Goodness have been such a stickler for expecting ladylike behavior from did have a way with the more...ahem...earthy phrasing.  I swear up and one could say a certain salty word the way you did. could say s**t so flat, I swear I'd get a whiff of it.  I guess when dealing with a mouthy teenager, you figured out real quick-like the shock treatment worked like a charm for shutting me up!

~Don't fly so high darlin'  you end up landing in bird s**t on your way down!~

~Quit picking the white stuff off the chicken s**t.~

 ~Chew on your words carefully before speaking because you never know.  They might just come back later to bite you on the a$$..~

~The more you stir s**t with a stick...the worse it's going to stink.~

After 14 years, I don't cry every day like I did, but you are a constant in my compass for life.  I write that to bring a smile to your face, but also to tell you I know your secret.  I now know every time I cried with me...even when I didn't see you.  Oh you might have fooled me back in the day, but I figured you out. Over time, I've seen that same face and those same puffy, mascara-smudged eyes looking back at me in the mirror too many times not to know.

~When raising children, you've got to get your bluff in from the get-go, but be prepared when they call your bluff.  Kids can smell a coward.~

Your smile, laugh, and words I carry with me daily.  I share them every chance I get with Joey and Jenn, knowing they will share them with their children.  Bella and Graycie will never know their Mama Helen in this world, but we're doing all we can to make sure they recognize you in the better one a'waiting.  We've told them to just listen and they'll be able to find you by the sound of your soft, lyrical voice...followed by God's you trying to give Him advice.

I read somewhere, someplace, sometime...heartache and pain are reminders of how much we loved and how much we were loved.  I love that reminder even though sometimes it hurts like hell.  It gives me peace knowing there isn't an ocean or sky big enough to hold all the love I felt for you and by you the 47 years we had.


Heck...who am I kidding?  I still love you and always will.


you had me at hello,


P.S. Just in case my daily descriptions of my grand-girls and their antics aren't'll be able to recognize them easily. Like you said of the past...they have noses...only theirs are just like yours.   



Theresa said...

This was beautiful, your mom would love this tribute to her wise advice for you... thanks for sharing her wisdom with us Deb! My moms picture and memory was spread all over facebook by my family from the siblings to the grands, we love her and miss her so much. We are both blessed to have moms that took the job of motherhood seriously... like i tell my kids when they don't like my answer/decision about something. "You are my gift from God and I will not stand in front of Him and tell him I didn't love that gift enough to tell you NO." It usually stops the argument! I have my mom to thank for that! Again... Happy Mothers Day to you dear friend! t.xoxxoxo

Garden Antqs Vintage said...

You make me smile :) Happy late Mother's Day!!

Miss Gracie's House said...

Now, we know where you get it! This is the sweetest thing I have read in a very long are so blessed to have such memories of your dear mother and I can only imagine how much you must miss her. I do hope you had a wonderful day celebrating motherhood...

The Feathered Nest said...

Oh angel...what a WONDERFUL, wonderful post!!!! A beautiful and down-to-earth tribute to your amazing mama...I know she must have been amazing to raise a precious daughter like you!! Thank you so much for sharing your mama with us and I hope your Mother's Day was so good sweet friend!!! hugs and love, Dawn

Laura said...

This is just lovely.
What wonderful words of wisdom.

Happy Mother's Day!


DearHelenHartman said...

Moms say the darndest things! Love hearing your Mom's advice. A lot in there to take to heart and to make me laugh.

LuLu Kellogg said...

What a beautiful post my dear.

I love you bunches!


red.neck chic said...


I love you. She should also know that not only is her wisdom passed down to your kids - but the kids that adopt you as their own since she raised such a beautiful daughter.

Chicky Baby

Olive Cooper said...

Oh Texas Poet how wonderfully said. I know she is smiling down upon these words. Well done daughter of mine she says.


Deb, your mother sounds just as lovable as you are! What a beautiful tribute, love your prose always, and this one hits especially close to home. You are dear, and your kind words are priceless. XXOO ~ Angela

Anne Lorys - Fiona and Twig said...

Crying know how much this touches my heart.

Love you.


Zolie said...

Great advise! Thanks for sharing.


Margo said...

Deb, I just heard about you leaving WT. So sad to hear that. We'll miss you.



Oh man, what a great post. I lost my sweet momma 12 years ago and I sure miss her words of wisdom. Your mom sounds like a hoot...hmmm, that nut didn't fall far from the tree, did it?

Have a good weekend my friend,

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