Day 50

October 13th, 2014

MomToday I saw a question on Facebook and I thought I would answer it here. “If you could sit on a bench and chat for 1 hour with anyone from the past or present who would it be?” Not uncommon, my response would be my mother who passed away in 2010. Although we were best friends, like many mothers and daughters – or any relationship for that matter – we had our ups and downs. Most of the downs occurred when I was much younger – a teenager – and I thought I knew more than my mother. My mother rarely argued. When a disagreement occurred between my mother and another adult (my father, aunt, uncle, etc.), my mother rarely stood up for herself. In my youth I considered that a weakness. As I transitioned into adulthood, I began to realize that it takes more strength to hold your tongue than it does to allow it to run free. My mother had the wisdom to know that raising one’s voice doesn’t alter the facts and that the facts will reveal themselves in due time. What I once saw as a weakness I now see as a strength. I remember reading somewhere that someone opened their mouth and their mother’s words came out. If I could talk to my mother as we sat on that imaginary bench, I would say, “Thank you.” And therein lies my joy.