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 Thursday, August 13

How much do you really know your Mom?
I was thinking about my Mom today. I have tons of memories of the times we shared and the incredible loving woman she was. I know I was blessed that she was my Mom and that whether I recognized it at the time or in retrospect, despite some misjudgements and some mistakes, my Mom always did everything hoping it was best for my dad and us kids. Truth be known she was probably the power behind the curtain of our family like the power in the Wizard of Oz.

The one thing I wish I knew was what it was like to be my Mom, what life was like from her perspective.

Being a Mom is a powerful, all encompassing role. As a child growing up and later even as an adult you view your parents from a distinct point of view. They are your teachers, role models and the boss of you. As we grow up we may come to cherish them, rebel against their rules, and judge them. The one thing that rarely happens is getting to know them as people. What life was like from their perspective.

Don't get me wrong, I have stories from my Mom about her childhood. I know her likes and dislikes in a wide variety of categories. I knew how to make my Mom smile and be proud or how to push her buttons. I mean I don't know what it must have been like for her when we would move. What was it like for her when my dad decided to take a risk and start his own business. I have always admired my Mom for telling my dad to go for it and the wonderful creative ways she stretched the money when it was tight. But I don't know how it was for her. What was it like when we each got married? I know she was a great grandmother but I don't know how it made her feel when we the family was spread apart geographically? How was it for my Mom in the wee small hours of the night after my dad died and she was alone?

The role of being a Mom is the best. It is a blessing. It also creates boundaries, expectations and leaves you open for judgement. It would be nice to know the lady behind the title. Through the centuries, since the beginning of time it is doubtful that any child truly ever has gotten to know the person behind the Mom curtain.

If I could send a message to my Mom today it would be to say that I miss her, love her, like her, need her and so very much appreciate that she did the best she could and I am forever grateful that she was/is my Mom.

It would be fun to share the day and listen as my Mom would tell me what her life adventure had been like from her own first-hand point of view.