Its Mothers Day again. “Good morning mom. Happy Mothers Day!” Yes, I even said those words today to her in hopes where ever she is, she will sense my love for her still.
What I’ve learned from my mother looking back at the 92 years with her are many things. Even in the journey of loss and the mountain of grief these last two and half years.
I recall the schedules we use to always have by gathering around the kitchen table as family. Mothers Day is a family day together and even if they are not with us on this side of the cosmos they are within us. Therefore, start up the grills! Bring out the buns and condiments along with the hot dogs.
What comes to mind is a mothers job description.
Job Description: Long term, eternal
Responsibilities: See that the kids are clothed, fed, teeth brushed and have their homework done. This is called, Home Work Patrol. Be willing to lay awake at night waiting for the teenager of the family to bring home the family car safe and sound and the teen also. Be willing to travel. Should have some knowledge of soccer, softball and
skinned knees. Must be willing to face stimulating technical problems such plugged toilets, gadget repair and zippers that are stuck. Must have organizational skills. Screen calls, maintain calendars and social events. Must be indispensable one minute, frazzled and embarrassed the next. Finally, must be conscious of cheap toys and safety. Know when to hold them, know when to fold them before explosion. Smile so your teeth hurt.
To put it briefly, the candidate must be a chef, a nurse, taxi driver, tutor, keep secrets, hair stylist and janitor.
Benefits: Butter fly kisses, burp messes, and lots of love.
Will be with family today knowing that its moms day and she would want it that way. She will be with us in mind and spirit. Geeee, I wonder if she liked a hot dog since we’re grilling!
Happy Mothers Day to All who have chosen to apply for this job.
Does anyone remember the Hula Hoop? Now don’t question why, but for some reason I’ve been thinking of the Hula Hoop. Maybe it’s because my thoughts have been going around and around lately in circles.
My first and only hula hoop was white and yes, round. 🙂
I don’t recall how old I was when this came into my life. Lets see, 11 or 12. Emmmmm That’s going way back into mental archives.
The Hula hoop craze started back in the 50’s to the Aussies of Australia. Back then they were made of bamboo (I’m sure the panda’s were somewhat put out being their main appetite), until the demand became so great, a company called Toltoys began to make them.
As time went on, the craze hit the states in the late 50’s and were manufactured in the making of different colors. During this time, contests sprung up all over the states with some of the moves being as follows; the Knee Knocker, Stork, Hula Hop, Wrap the Mummy, Alley Ooop and free style dancing. Noooo, I don’t remember any of those. All I remember is around and around and swing those hips or I’d have a huge ankle bracelet in no time.
Any one reading this remember THEIR hula hoop?
Where’s my hoop?
NOTES: Notes to admit I’m not a professional journalist and yes educated myself with this trivia info. http://www.hulahooping.com/history.html Not a plagiarist just reminiscing.