Friday, May 6, 2011

Always I Have A Chair For You...

With Mother's Day coming on Sunday, I thought I'd write a few words about my sweet mom, Heather.  Now, she won't be reading this because she doesn't know how to turn on a computer and even if she did, accessing the intermaweb would be as unthinkable as skipping wine-thirty.  My mom absolutely shuns technology and is 100% comfortable with her position on this.  She has never had a cell phone.  But, you know what, I've never not been able to reach her when I needed to. 

My mom lives the nicest life now.  She worked hard for years, at 2 jobs, no less!  Her job at the college Study Center helping people get their GEDs was on Tuesdays and Thursdays from 1-9.  Then she worked days at Sunridge Middle School, nee Pendleton Junior High School, aka The Big Banana.  Of course as a selfish teen, I didn't think about this much.  But now as a worker bee myself, I think I would croak if I had to work two nights a week til 9.  Did she ever complain about it though or talk about being sooo tired?  Nope.  In fact, OM and I were talking the other day about how we don't ever remember our parents complaining about much of anything.  What a nice gift that was to us.  It rubbed off, too, as I try reeeeal hard not to be a complainer; well, at least around my kids.  We all need an outlet.  OM gets a lot of it on our walks and J hears about it on the phone, and CC and I jibber jabber during our television program watching night.  But, back to my mom; she set the bar high, I'm sure without even knowing it.

That's my mom.  She is not a worrier.  She takes each day as it comes and always has a cheerful disposition. She laughs and smiles a lot.  She rarely gets mad, but when she does, it's mild--eye rolling and a disgruntled, "SPARE me!"  But mostly, she's happy and full of "yessssss"  (say it in a sing song way with your voice going up at the end).  And it doesn't look like she has to work too hard to maintain this relaxed, happy outlook; it's just how she is.

She lives with the Bobster in a house on the river and her days are spent reading, while he putters around at the ranch with his mules, woodworking, and his office.  My mom reads more than anyone I know and has excellent taste in books; 98% of my books are passed down from my mom.  She loves to hang out with my Auntie Rowan and they have so much fun. They go on trips, love casinos and slot machines, they play amazing Scrabble games and if you play with them, they will help you, even at the detriment of their own scores.  I went to Cirque du Soleil with them last year and it was a blast.  They are always game to do something fun and interesting.  My mom has good friends who have been her good friends forever.  She is loyal and kind.  As a mom, she put our needs above hers always and did special things for us and sort of spoiled us with love and attention.  And I am grateful.

"Always I have a chair for you in the smallest parlor in the world, to wit, my heart." --Emily Dickinson

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