Mom....
I just got off the phone and my mother called to ask how things were. As well, she went into talking about Obama and what a man she was and during her time there never would have been a time where you would find such a leader.
She mentioned to me that how things have changed since her time. And I asked her if the change was for the better or otherwise. She said that she felt that regardless the world is becoming small. And she is right I believe. She said that it's something else and that how charming this man was - Obama and that he is someone that by the way he carries himself as well as his family - you just know.
I had a writing half done and then I got this call - you have to love mothers. We went back and forth on several topics. And she was asking me what I was doing now (note she is in a different city), I told her that I was just doing writing from the basement. She asked me if I had long johns on, I said Mom, I have to get going now. She said all right and said that she loved me and that for what Obama has done - I as anyone can do anything possible within my life, as I am still young - ok Mom.
I was raised by two people that left Canada. A Norwegian man - my father married a Hungarian and somewhere in there I have some Italian roots. Back in those days my folks were so glad that they moved as they went from a small town in Canada and by way of my father's work, I was raised in America. I was talking to her about this and she said don't push your thoughts, as some may not understand what your trying to say. I understand completely what she is saying.
I am born Canadian, I was raised in America, and I believe in a Global view. At the same time I do believe that there is a good time to talk to mothers. Our family went through something profound with cancer but it never stopped us.
What has it done for me - the adversities and all? It has made me more of who I am. And that is not arrogance, nor proud, it's just how I feel. Mind you I do have my own problems here and there, but within it all, I wake up and ask myself why I took this route in my life at times, but sometimes we don't have a choice - we make our choices work for us to be the best of what we can be.
You respect and love your Mom and you have a great relationship. That is wonderful to see.
ReplyDeleteThank you Cath, she has seen many things in her time and I do believe she is the foundation of the family. We did go through much, but we always kept our heads up high. I am not going to keep on talking about Obama, she found it remarkable. And she really is a moderate in so many ways.
ReplyDeletegotta love mothers lol…my mum died many years ago and so now I kinda envy those who have incredible mother input…and depending on the relationship you have with your mum, I consider you a lucky guy.
ReplyDeleteOMG thought is the most powerful thing we have and if it feels right, put it out there. Our whole lives are shaped on how we think. “We are what we think” and when thought has purpose all that’s left to do is to put it into action. Thought is the most powerful thing we are still able to control and through every experience we touch upon from the cradle to the grave it determines undeniably who we become and who we really are...but never fear your thoughts for as long as we are open and fearless of them (well some) .. there is always room for change and true purpose. We are a product of whom we are born to and where in the world we were born…what makes us “us” is how we use change and put to purpose all that is within …Quoting an amazing man, “Of all the beautiful truths pertaining to the soul that have been restored and brought to light in this age, none is more gladdening or fruitful of divine promise and confidence than this – that you are the master of your thought, the moulder of you character, environment, and destiny”.
Sooooooooooooooo...have a most positive thoughtful day *smiles*
We went opposite dorections. I was born and raised in the United States and then moved here to Canada where I have loved for many, many years. (I miss "home," the US, New England, and Maine in particular. But I don;t think I would ever move back there. I guess this is home now. Or Canada is.)
ReplyDeleteMost interesting thoughts. Yes it's a pleasure that she is around, she had cancer of a mild form but she is the strength of things and although she is far now, she is one that I find to be a best friend. But yet at the same time I do know that I treat here at times with tender hands as she has been through much and many of times one thinks there folks are young and I know that she has aged. But she is a person that if only I had a picture of I would place it on here. I am trying to get her online, but we shall see how that goes.
ReplyDeleteAnd we are what we think. Sometimes we may think that things are not fair, and then our own ideals and confidence caves in, and then we are have that upswing that does create our destiny as I do believe Jen that we all have emotions - and if we did not we would not be human. Hence we are life...
I know Ken. It's very ironic and there are times that as my blog shows here I am in Canada. But I love America. I love Canada but I miss Cape Cod, I miss Syracuse and NYC, as well I miss the people as a whole. I remember when I went back to United States at 17years of age on my own. I missed my friends there and as soon as I was there I felt that I was home. The same thing happened when I went and worked and lived in NYC.
ReplyDeleteI love Canada as well, I find that she is a neutral country, you live in a province right next too me where it's the "Florida" of Canada....as it's the warmest climate in all of Canada - sometimes it never snows. But I am not sure there is a definition of what Canada is. Yet I think that in living in different countries for extended periods of time, one naturally understand both. I am very proud - but not too proud to have lived in both countries.
So for me "united" means many different things.
I am not sure that this will be my home when I retire. That is not a slander on Canada, but who is to say.
Your a wise gent there, not due to the similar relations we have both lived but I have read some of your writes. And I find it to be of value, as with others...
This was a sweet post, Jack.
ReplyDeleteI've had a stressful evening, but somehow reading your thoughts puts me at ease.
Blessings upon your mother.
Talk soon, OK?
I just wish I had my Mom to still talk to. You're very fortunate Jack. Be sure to tell her you love her next time you see her, not so she can hear it, but so you know after she's gone that you actually know she heard you say it. It's that important.
ReplyDeleteHave a good evening!
I had to smile..;-), reminded me of talking to my eldest son... Since he lives in Alabama 'n' I live in California, we don't see much of eachother now, but we talk or E-mail... Have a nice Sunday Jack..:-).
ReplyDeleteya know, i am very tired and just got off of work. 1 am my time here. but i just had to respond to this above the rest of the blogs. Your blog even though typed in sections, meant a lot. Carried a lot. Everyone has their own views of Obama being elected. But he stands for adversities. The concept of him being elected stands for forward motion in maturity. He being elected to me stands for the fact that it's time to grow up. Being a mother, I agree, wear warm clothing... ;-P It's not about nationality. Its about character, view points and values.
ReplyDeleteG'day Jack,
ReplyDeleteGrowing up without a Mum, at the time I didn't miss what I didn't know, it wasn't until I became one that I learned to envy those that had one, the love was easy to give but I actually had to take instruction, on the "how too of mothering", it didn't come natural to me at all, So go on enjoying those phone calls that interrupt your time you have a treasure there.
"She asked me if I had long johns on" Sounds very much like a Mother.....
ReplyDelete"I said Mom, I have to get going now" I had to giggle......
Bless her heart...
My mum stills asks me at times if I've had breakfast and as well what I had....And I'm 56...I will see her tomorrow and as always she will get a hug and a kiss.
Come to think of it I do at times tend to do the same with my son who is 35.....It must be a mother thing ;)
Many hugs........
Ah, mothers. Such complicated people! My mother hadn't spoken to me for 8 months until 3 days ago when she told me that her friend said that she was wrong not to call me; that she should be glad I was rid of my evil ex-husband; and she should be happy for me. Mind you, she didn't apologize for being mean to my new husband, but her relating the story of her friend's call was exactly HER way of apologizing. Life's too short to sweat the small stuff. I am glad your mother called you--no matter how intrusive. Have a great day, Jack! (Do you live in Southwestern Canada? If so, we are almost neighbors as I live in Washington state.)
ReplyDeleteWell it's Mom, but I will be wearing in not too distant a future a half long john....you know from the waste down. She knows that my knees do give me troubles in the time of winter.
ReplyDeleteBut it's all good, as I mentioned she has weathered some things that I never think she could.
Mom she is and I am pleased that she is a part of my life. Well, she brought me into this world!
Sounds good I am sorry that you had some situation Jen. That was then and this is now.
ReplyDeleteShall talk ya when time allows,
Jack
Yeah I know I am. It's morning here and she called me too see what the weather was like! Unbelieveable she is.
ReplyDeleteA great Sunday too ya....
"It's not about nationality. Its about character, view points and values."
ReplyDeleteI am amazed with what you just wrote here, as that really is something that is certainly true.
Yeah mothers and I do write in sections as I want to fit too much into one write as I know what this next week will be like. But that being said........"you can pick your friends but you can't pick your family". Some do work and some don't. But if there is that opportunity that a friend or a family member can be bring back something - I think it's worth it. I live in Edmonton - which is Northwestern Canada, Washington is right under British Columbia - which is one province West of me.
ReplyDeleteI do and kudos to you in the manner that you have raised your own.
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