Mother’s Day Ode

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Relatives tell me I look a lot like my late mother (she would never have liked the term late, for indeed, she was always on time for any appointment).

While we do share some characteristics (like the patented “snort and cackle” when laughing – the snackle, if you will) and a penchant for saying to unresponsive teen-age ears, “Enunciate!,” I’d have to say we were not really all that similar.

  •  She spoke five languages.
  •  I speech wun (Inglich).
  •  She played Bach like nobody’s business.
  •  I play the radio like a professional.
  •  She was genteel and cultured.
  •  I am kinda like, from Jersey (she was too, but seemed less so, if youse know what’m sayin.)
  •  She was always in my corner and cheered me on no matter what.
  •  I was oblivious to her encouragement until it wasn’t there anymore.

Thank you, Lord, for the mother you gifted me with.  I hope she’s snackling up there with you, playing a fugue on the piano and sitting in that log cabin she always pined for.  God bless all the mothers, always in our hearts.

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6 Responses to Mother’s Day Ode

  1. calensariel says:

    Kind of makes me sad after my confession yesterday… Love your post, though. Especially the bullet points! 🙂

  2. Reblogged this on bears goats and strawberries and commented:
    Isn’t youse Brooklyn speak?

  3. Carol L. Gonzalez says:

    Amen. The older we get, the more we have to appreciate our parents-because I am at an age where most of my friends have lost at least one. For my husband and I my Mother is the only surviving parent at this time.I wish any Mom who may read this a blessed Mother’s Day!

    • rhcwilliams says:

      So true, Carol. I miss my Mom all the time, especially how she always cheered me on. You never know how much it sustains you until it’s not there anymore. Blessings to you and yours!

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