Mothers Day
The latest entry in Post Secret really got me thinking.
Mothers are fantastically under-rated. She's always the woman in the background, who goes nag nag nag, who tries to shove down nutritious food down your throat, who doesn't let you leave the house until you've showered, eaten your breakfast and combed your hair. She's the one who anxiously comes and asks, "Do you think this dress makes me look fat?" who comfort-eats when she is depressed, who jumps to your defense when confronted with angry dragon dad, who allows you to do things you want, as long as you dont go beyond a limit. She's the one who taught you math, who sat and pain-stakingly quizzed you on Geography, who broke down and cried the first time you failed Physics. Mom tries to run your life but when it doesn't work, she gracefully lets go. Mom listens to your heart aches, she soothes your pain, and every night, before going to bed she calls, "Goodnight, darling. I love you!"
Or maybe that's just my mom. Tell me about yours?
You're A Prayer for Owen Meany!
by John Irving
Despite humble and perhaps literally small beginnings, you inspire
faith in almost everyone you know. You are an agent of higher powers, and you manifest
this fact in mysterious and loud ways. A sense of destiny pervades your every waking
moment, and you prepare with great detail for destiny fulfilled. When you speak, IT
SOUNDS LIKE THIS!
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
HOW DID IT KNOW? Me and LOUD = synonyms!!!
Mothers are fantastically under-rated. She's always the woman in the background, who goes nag nag nag, who tries to shove down nutritious food down your throat, who doesn't let you leave the house until you've showered, eaten your breakfast and combed your hair. She's the one who anxiously comes and asks, "Do you think this dress makes me look fat?" who comfort-eats when she is depressed, who jumps to your defense when confronted with angry dragon dad, who allows you to do things you want, as long as you dont go beyond a limit. She's the one who taught you math, who sat and pain-stakingly quizzed you on Geography, who broke down and cried the first time you failed Physics. Mom tries to run your life but when it doesn't work, she gracefully lets go. Mom listens to your heart aches, she soothes your pain, and every night, before going to bed she calls, "Goodnight, darling. I love you!"
Or maybe that's just my mom. Tell me about yours?
You're A Prayer for Owen Meany!
by John Irving
Despite humble and perhaps literally small beginnings, you inspire
faith in almost everyone you know. You are an agent of higher powers, and you manifest
this fact in mysterious and loud ways. A sense of destiny pervades your every waking
moment, and you prepare with great detail for destiny fulfilled. When you speak, IT
SOUNDS LIKE THIS!
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
HOW DID IT KNOW? Me and LOUD = synonyms!!!