Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Wearing Love On My Sleeve



[caption id="" align="alignright" width="240" caption="Image by MJIphotos via Flickr"]With Mom[/caption]


Mom. Mother. Mama

Sweet words to a woman's soul.

1. I love my mom.

2. Love

3. Respect

4. Appreciate

5. When my children call me mom I realize...

6. No one else in the world gets that name-

7. From my children.

8. It's special.

9. I admit that sometimes...

10. I wish I could change my name.

11. And run away

12. Far away

13. Because the name Mom holds a lot of responsibility.

14. It's also the name that prefaces a lot of requests.

15. Like, "Mom, can I?"

16. Or, "Mom will you?"

17. Sometimes, "Mom I need..."

18. I threaten to change my name...

19. My kids say they'd find me

20. So, I give in. And stay.

Because all they have to say is, "I love you", and it's all over with.

8 comments:

  1. Brad Gibson (Your loving son. :D)September 16, 2010 at 12:18 AM

    Awwhhh...

    You can't leave us, Mom.

    We'd find you.





    And we'd bring you back. O__________O

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  2. Being a Mom is special! And, I like your thoughts about it.

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  3. Moms are the most loved and hated beings on earth, yet I wouldn't change a thing.

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  4. great blog, and i could have summed that all up with the Beatles song "All You Need Is Love". keep up the good work, Dawn!

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  5. well i may not call you "mom" BUT you are mother to my siblings, grandmother to my children, a friend and sometimes therapist to me and an irreplacible part of my family. I would lead the search party...no matter where you go we will find you. (in my head that was scary sounding). lol love you!

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  6. That is sweet...a little scary...but sweet:) Love you too.

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  7. This is such a poignant post. Yep...no one else gets that name for your children. How awesome is that?

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  8. Oh yes, I love being mom, and then some days I wish I could hide, but I wouldn't trade it for the world! And there is a progression, there is the 'ma-ma', the mama, the mommy, and then mom, and then there's "mu-ther!" At this point, my kids are 17, 19, 22 and 28 and they mostly call me mom... and friend, well except for maybe the 17 year old, every other day, lol!

    Bernice
    http://bernicewood.wordpress.com/2010/09/20/how-to-get-lucky/

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