mom.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day, a day to appreciate and thank the moms and women in our lives.
I will be off to London, having hoped my package arrived in time.
For now, I want to tell you a bit about my mom.
My mom, Peggy, was born in Freeport, LI, fifth of 7 girls. They lived in a small house, as she always told me and grew up poor, and surrounded with pets. They were always bringing animals home, she told me, and she used to have a cat, Peaches, that would sit around your neck while you walked around like a scarf. They had an infamous dog, Smokey, who was hit by cars, etc, and lived. He once stole the turkey (ham?) off the kitchen table that was supposed to be their Thanksgiving (christmas?) meal, and my Grandma cried because they were poor, and so, had nothing else.
She likes to remind us of what she came from when we complained about walking here or there. How they walked a bunch of miles through the snow to school, and ran through fields, stepped on screws and still played outside all day.
She paid for her schooling, her Associates from FIT in Cosmetic Marketing.
My mom is a water person, growing up on LI, not very far from the beach, used to go on lunch breaks, or briefly before work, that's how much she loved the ocean and still does, and has instilled that love of open water in us.
She gets on my case about money because I think she feels she spent all hers on partying and drinking, coming home late, etc. She jokes that my Grandma (dad's mom) didn't like her at first because she would drag my father out to places.
My mom didn't teach me how to drive, ride a bike or plays sports, and hated when I drove with my permit, always gripping the side of the door like she was going to die (I hate when people do that), but she's taught us many things.
When I was in 3rd grade, I can't recall my grades, but I remember coming home with a vocabulary test and a score of like 40/100. I remember her disappointment, and how her disappointment spun me around. From there, I was always on top of my class, with Jasmine later on, and always studied hard. I think she was on our case to study and do well because she wishes she had.
My mom pushed us into reading and trying everything, always coming home to announce what sport she had signed us up for.
She would do it without asking and a false promise of we could quit if we didn't like it. She never let us quit...except cross country track when I made a bratty scene, lol.
She made me an organizer and OCD about things being aligned. When we had to do project boards, she would always help decorate and be anal about it being straight and centered. I think she passed that on to me, because it bugs me if things are off center, or not aligned properly, including my laptop.
She taught me that family problems are not a reason to be an asshole or an excuse for things in general, as when she had hers she never gave up even though I saw it tear her apart.
My mom taught us that being treated like crap is not okay, and we deserve better than doormat treatment, as well as to speak up when something isn't right.
She always says the simplest things that make you feel better, even if it's common sense. For some reason, coming from her it makes sense.
She has a knowing, for sure. She knows something happened with me and friends and my ex, more than what I've told her, but doesn't push at it. What she told me when Glenn and I first had a break made me feel loads better. "He's a 21 year old boy, he doesn't know what he wants. None of them know what they're doing."
She is talkative, and likes to socialize. She has a good sense of style most of the time (there are some things we still don't agree on). She hated when I wouldn't wear make up, and was tom boyish. She wanted me to be in dresses and bows, etc. And so, she was surprised when I did wear make up and asked me where I learned how to do that. Watching her, no duh.
She treats my very close friends like family, and always remembers who they are and asks how they're doing. Reminding me that they have a place to stay at our house if needed, do they need anything else? She also makes them seem so silly when I'm having an issue with them, like Chris.
Her music choices have influenced mine, and I, hers (very little though, just people like Norah Jones, Emile Sande, etc).
She has always cared about people, and taught me that it is important to do so and not be so selfish, and to think of others in your treatment of them and your pursual of things, because you are not the only person in the world, and people do care about you. She has also taught me my way around places, and my sense of direction, and has not left me street dumb, thankyouverymuch. She has given me a brother and sister, which has taught me to share and be responsible, as well as be aware of how my actions affect others.
She has taught us to be polite as well to our elders, and to talk to people's parents, not just our friends, because it's rude. :P
She has decorated the house and organized a reception for a wedding, and so, has given me a sense of design and planning.
It's part of the reason her name and my grandma's were my confirmation names.
She has taken us many places - different states to see our cousins, etc, and taught us the importance of family, and loyalty and respect. She has also given us a love of travel, taking me to Paris, and London when I was 2 1/2, and to Ireland in 6th grade and freshman year of high school and encouraged me to take off for Scotland when I got accepted.
My mom's a strong, beautiful, caring, and loving person, even if we bump heads sometimes and she's always on my case.
I love you, Mom. Happy Mother's Day.
Also, Happy Mother's Day to my grandmothers, who raised such wonderful parents.
Oh yea, she also gave us our love of going out, having fun, and dancing. Go, Mom. Hahaha.
I will be off to London, having hoped my package arrived in time.
For now, I want to tell you a bit about my mom.
My mom, Peggy, was born in Freeport, LI, fifth of 7 girls. They lived in a small house, as she always told me and grew up poor, and surrounded with pets. They were always bringing animals home, she told me, and she used to have a cat, Peaches, that would sit around your neck while you walked around like a scarf. They had an infamous dog, Smokey, who was hit by cars, etc, and lived. He once stole the turkey (ham?) off the kitchen table that was supposed to be their Thanksgiving (christmas?) meal, and my Grandma cried because they were poor, and so, had nothing else.
She likes to remind us of what she came from when we complained about walking here or there. How they walked a bunch of miles through the snow to school, and ran through fields, stepped on screws and still played outside all day.
She paid for her schooling, her Associates from FIT in Cosmetic Marketing.
My mom is a water person, growing up on LI, not very far from the beach, used to go on lunch breaks, or briefly before work, that's how much she loved the ocean and still does, and has instilled that love of open water in us.
She gets on my case about money because I think she feels she spent all hers on partying and drinking, coming home late, etc. She jokes that my Grandma (dad's mom) didn't like her at first because she would drag my father out to places.
My mom didn't teach me how to drive, ride a bike or plays sports, and hated when I drove with my permit, always gripping the side of the door like she was going to die (I hate when people do that), but she's taught us many things.
When I was in 3rd grade, I can't recall my grades, but I remember coming home with a vocabulary test and a score of like 40/100. I remember her disappointment, and how her disappointment spun me around. From there, I was always on top of my class, with Jasmine later on, and always studied hard. I think she was on our case to study and do well because she wishes she had.
My mom pushed us into reading and trying everything, always coming home to announce what sport she had signed us up for.
She would do it without asking and a false promise of we could quit if we didn't like it. She never let us quit...except cross country track when I made a bratty scene, lol.
She made me an organizer and OCD about things being aligned. When we had to do project boards, she would always help decorate and be anal about it being straight and centered. I think she passed that on to me, because it bugs me if things are off center, or not aligned properly, including my laptop.
She taught me that family problems are not a reason to be an asshole or an excuse for things in general, as when she had hers she never gave up even though I saw it tear her apart.
My mom taught us that being treated like crap is not okay, and we deserve better than doormat treatment, as well as to speak up when something isn't right.
She always says the simplest things that make you feel better, even if it's common sense. For some reason, coming from her it makes sense.
She has a knowing, for sure. She knows something happened with me and friends and my ex, more than what I've told her, but doesn't push at it. What she told me when Glenn and I first had a break made me feel loads better. "He's a 21 year old boy, he doesn't know what he wants. None of them know what they're doing."
She is talkative, and likes to socialize. She has a good sense of style most of the time (there are some things we still don't agree on). She hated when I wouldn't wear make up, and was tom boyish. She wanted me to be in dresses and bows, etc. And so, she was surprised when I did wear make up and asked me where I learned how to do that. Watching her, no duh.
She treats my very close friends like family, and always remembers who they are and asks how they're doing. Reminding me that they have a place to stay at our house if needed, do they need anything else? She also makes them seem so silly when I'm having an issue with them, like Chris.
Her music choices have influenced mine, and I, hers (very little though, just people like Norah Jones, Emile Sande, etc).
She has always cared about people, and taught me that it is important to do so and not be so selfish, and to think of others in your treatment of them and your pursual of things, because you are not the only person in the world, and people do care about you. She has also taught me my way around places, and my sense of direction, and has not left me street dumb, thankyouverymuch. She has given me a brother and sister, which has taught me to share and be responsible, as well as be aware of how my actions affect others.
She has taught us to be polite as well to our elders, and to talk to people's parents, not just our friends, because it's rude. :P
She has decorated the house and organized a reception for a wedding, and so, has given me a sense of design and planning.
It's part of the reason her name and my grandma's were my confirmation names.
She has taken us many places - different states to see our cousins, etc, and taught us the importance of family, and loyalty and respect. She has also given us a love of travel, taking me to Paris, and London when I was 2 1/2, and to Ireland in 6th grade and freshman year of high school and encouraged me to take off for Scotland when I got accepted.
My mom's a strong, beautiful, caring, and loving person, even if we bump heads sometimes and she's always on my case.
I love you, Mom. Happy Mother's Day.
Also, Happy Mother's Day to my grandmothers, who raised such wonderful parents.
Oh yea, she also gave us our love of going out, having fun, and dancing. Go, Mom. Hahaha.