March 22, 2007
I remember the first time I noticed my mother’s hands attached to the end of my arms. It was quite a shock. I couldn’t figure out what they were doing there. I closed my eyes and opened them again, and sure enough, they were still there!
What were my mother’s hands doing on the end of my arms? Strangely enough, they were doing all the same things they always did, only now they were doing them for MY daughter instead of hers. They were brushing her hair, drying her tears, bandaging skinned knees, clapping at school plays, helping with homework, sewing Halloween costumes, hugging her goodnight, teaching her to swim, and just giving her encouragement.
It was very comforting to have them there. Like they knew what they were doing. And sometimes when I looked in the mirror it was like having Momma there with me, helping me do my makeup or helping me with my hair.
I guess it can be a bad thing when you realize that you have “grown up”, but for me it was a comfort. It was finally time to stop being rebellious and start being who I was supposed to be. Who I really wanted to be all along. No more having to come up with a reason to be mad. No more having to figure out a way to be contrary. No more having to be surly. No more being angry at my mom for no good reason. I finally got to just LIKE her! YIPPEE!!! I get to want to be with my mom now!!! WHEW!
I was in my mid twenties when my mother’s hands appeared on the end of my arms. My mother came to my attention as a separate human being from me when she was that age, and I paid special attention to everything about her at that point. My mom will forever be in her mid twenties in my eyes. Those awful years between childhood and momma’s hands were miserable. As soon as I got momma’s hands, I was fine. She was back with me again and things were as they should be. I’ve never asked anyone before but is this the way it works? Or is it just me?
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March 19, 2007
My mom talks to me all the time about the Kim Komando radio show. She swears by her. Loves the woman. I’ve never heard her. But it’s my mom, right? So when I was ranting to her on the phone the other night about my grandson’s frenzy to be on My Space with all his friends at 12 years old, she told me to check out Kim Komando’s web site because she had some links to sites like My Space that were for kids his age.
Needless to say I hauled freight over to the Komando site (cool name by the way) and sure enough she had the links to several sites for tweens. One of them might just be the ticket. Not too kiddie-fied, yet not too pervo friendly either. We’ll have to see if it gets the tween stamp of approval. I’ll have to play my cards right and see if I can be just hesitant enough to make it seem appealing to him. It sounds so underhanded doesn’t it? But it seems like half the draw to them is that we hate it so much.
Anyway, after I did my parental duty, I was free to browse around. Her sight has beaucoup other links and references. So many free widgets it makes your head spin. Loads of free stuff for kids. Cool web sites to visit! It’s an all around great site. If you have a couple of hours with nothing to do and you don’t feel like wasting them, visit this site. One word of advice before you go…….clean out your favorites first, you’re going to need the room! 😉
This is a link to the Kim Komando website Komando.com
Way cool website with awesome links to other sites, free widgets, and some great stuff for kids like links to homework help pages, tween chat pages, etc. Check it out.
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March 19, 2007
I have three brothers. One older and two younger. I love my brothers. Don’t get me wrong. We fought like cats and dogs when we were coming up. If there was a mean thing that could be done, we did it to each other. As the only girl, I learned to be fast and mean. I will never be able to thank them enough for that! The lessons I learned have served me well in my life.
There is a strength you get from brothers that stands in the background of your life. It gets embedded in your psyche in infancy and it never goes away. You know throughout your life in every bad situation that comes about, that all you have to do is make a call and you have backup. Even if you don’t use it, you know it’s there. There is a strength in that knowledge that will get you through even the toughest situations.
If you have brothers you are never alone. If you have brothers you are never weak. If you have brothers you will never be homeless. If you have brothers you will never starve. If you have brothers you will always be understood. If you have brothers you will always have support.
On the other hand if you have brothers you will always be dogged out when you cry. When you have brothers you will be teased if you don’t keep up. If you have brothers you will get your hair pulled. If you have brothers you will get skinned knees.
If you have brothers you will have the best forts EVER! If you have brothers you will have the best friends ever. If you have brothers you will have the best prom dates ever. If you have brothers you will have ……… brothers!
Brothers rules! I wouldn’t trade my brothers for anything. They each have something that I need. They each have something that no one else on the face of the earth could give me. I need each one of them. I always have. They are as different as any three random people on the street. And yet they are the same. They surround me in my heart and in my mind every day. They are a major part of the foundation that I am built on. Without my brothers I would be less than I am. With them I am limitless.
In loving memory of Norman Edward Haus… My Brother… Always
Not in my sight but always in my heart, mind and soul.
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