Monday, July 30, 2012

Write to mom?

Somewhere I read it is important to write everyday, even if it is just a letter.
Then that made me think about how many times I would have called mom, this past year, but can't. I miss that.
So I decided to write my call. Can you do that?
I would say "Hi mom, It's me, Cindy, how are you doing." and after she answered I would tell her what I am doing, That "I walked into town again today and bought some mailing envelopes to send some stuff to the kids." Then I would say, that "what I am sending doesn't even cost as much as the postage will to send it. But I will send it anyway because I need to."  (The voice of my dad saying it is a waste of money will be so far in the distance I will barely notice it.)

I would tell her about how "Layla was sick all last Saturday and had to go to the hospital finally and how my cell phone was right next to my pillow so I could get every update."  Sunday I was in a daze all day.

Would I tell her we washed clothes all day Sunday. nah boring! right.
The Gospel at Mass was the multiplication of Loaves and Fishes, I would tell her that and she would share some thought, That Gospel is one of my favorites. Still it so amazes me that there were 12 baskets left over...

I'd say "I got up the courage to go introduce my self to the pastor, not sure he noticed, ah well."

I would tell her " Kate, my best friend since 5th grade found out her oldest son is going to Afghanistan in January and is getting married before he goes. The wedding will be a quickie at the courthouse with his brother and sister in law as witnesses. A big reception type celebration is planned when he returns. We all have that date to put on our calendars. I think who knows where I will be in a year?" I would retell her their names who was older, who was younger....and we'd chat about my friend Kate for awhile...

Then there would be a boat update, or would there. I don't think I ever really told mom much about the boat. I just figured it would be too hard to help her through all the understandings of why David wants to build one and go out on the ocean. Heck I don't even know if I thought it would happen until he retired about a year ago.

I would tell her "I had to go now, and that I loved her sooo much".

When the call was over I would feel good I had reached out and connected. hmmmm was it connecting or just selfishness?  I rejoice in knowing that somehow in spite of my failings God would turn this to good.

Amen!

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