Yes, I know that season has passed but if you looked out our window yesterday morning when we got up, you might have had that feeling - that it was Christmas morning. It had snowed several inches over night and was still snowing very heavily.
Hubby waited until he thought most of the storm was passed and went outside to attempt to find our driveway and walks. He figured we had around a foot of new snow. The lovely thing about new snow is how clean and beautiful it leaves the earth right after it has fallen.
As I usually do on wintry and cold days I fixed soup, chicken noodle . My Mom is 92 so we decided to take up some to her and to check on her. We also picked up some rolls and pineapple. She seemed to be thrilled to have food she didn't have to prepare. Her body is getting old and worn out and this woman who has always been an extremely determined, perfected (or at least she tried to have perfection in everything she did) human being is getting discouraged. I guess I have always been a little intimidated by her - if nothing else than by the way she accomplished things - to the best of her ability. As I look at myself I realize I many times have been the type of person that is willing to go by the seat of my pants and call it o.k.!
Many times we women have problems with our "Mothers". I think, at least in my case, it is because I always felt I couldn't do thing as good as she has always done and maybe I found I didn't always want to. i.e., cleaning her house - a passion. Her cooking and trying new things and cooking old favorites with the same level of competency that chefs proceed with. Yes, I can see she has faults but when you grow up around such a person - you can either rebel or try to not be seen or maybe a little of both. I guess my rebellion was being out there showing off how "cute" I was. Not that I'm saying I was "cute" just that I was using that as a crutch.
Our Mothers are usually how we measure ourselves either for good or bad. My Mom has really set the scale high for me to reach. In many ways I won't even try to reach her level but in other ways I would hope I can come fairly close to the good example she has sit for me. My Mom only had one daughter and I have been blessed with five wonderful daughters. Each one of them are as different as night and day and yet they have many things in common. They are so concerned about others - some more than others but if push came to shove, all of them would step up to the bat and help you out to the best of their abilities.
I love our daughters so much and their husbands are all jewels. I see why each of them choose the guy they did for themselves. They fit extremely well together. And our grandchildren are so great. Yes, I do think they are pretty much wonderful and I hope they realize that.
Anyway, back to the original - Merry Christmas -- the feelings that I have rambled on about are ones that I associate with the Christmas season. I wish they were there year round but let's face it life has a bad habit of taking over our lives and we allow it to take some of these things from us. Just so you know, I am not crazy and my calendar is working just fine and I do realize it's February 10, 2009. Guess the next thing is HAPPY NEW YEAR.
