You all have no idea how much I have enjoyed the comments you left on the previous post about your mamas. You have NO idea. I loved loved loved reading each and every one.
Some of your comments made me laugh out loud, some made me sigh, many made me nod knowingly. So many amazing women and so many amazing stories. I found myself wanting to call you up and find out more about your mom. And of course, I did email many of you because I couldn’t resist telling you how something you said stirred me or tickled me in some way.
I challenge each of you to take the thoughts you expressed here about your mom and expand upon them. Sit down and write an essay about your mom or mom-type person. It will bless future generations to be able read about her of your own hand. Do it, please. Don’t delay.
The first thing I realized as I started reading the comments is how important a name is. Knowing the name of your mother helped me visualize her in the story you told about her and made me feel like I knew her personally. Thank you for that.
Some of your moms liked their names, some didn’t, some changed their names or the spelling of their names or went by a nickname, some were named unwittingly by someone other than their parents. Some found out years later their name was not what they thought it was. So many different names, yet all the same name - mom.
I think we’ll do this little exercise again in June for our daddios or dad-type personages in our lives. I’ll be casting about for another fabulous prize.
The only downside to this is that there is only one winner and I really hate that. I want everyone to win. If I were Oprah, you would look under your seat right now and find a Flip video. But knowing the super nice people that you are, I know you all join me in congratulating Gale whose mama Linda was a charter member of the Monkees fan club. I like you Gale, even though your mom and I are about the same age. Congrats Gale and be on the lookout for an email from me!
Have a loverly weekend y’all and thanks for playing along.