experiment day 17
Today
2:58pm
I'm grateful for the obvious.
Mothers.
My relationship with mothers hasn't been, let's just say, a 'traditional' one. I grew up with one, who, after years and tears I've realized did her best. Maybe a few too many nights at Bennigan's bar, but, whateves. You grow up fast. You take care of shit. It helps you later. At least 96% of the time you remember that. The other 4% you feel a tiny bit sad for that kid that grew up in it, but, eh. Go watch a Lifetime movie and join the club. Sooooo today I'm grateful for her making my lunches, quizzing me on vocab tests, and dancing to Wham in her robe.
I'm grateful for my step-mom. For her infectious loving laugh, her generous spirit, her intense love for my father. I wore her lipstick on stage last night. Fucking cancer.
So yeah, I guess that's where I'm at. I can either insert a slightly sarcastic 'sign-off' or just be honest. Today is not my favorite day.
How 'bout you tell me a specific thing you are grateful for, that your mother figure did in your life.

My mother was always telling me to 'stand up straight' - so every time I do, I hear her voice. I wish I could still hear it from her lips. I miss you mom.
Posted by: doog | May 11, 2008 at 04:21 PM
I am grateful for so many things she has done, so it's hard to single one out. Mostly though it would just be the unconditional love and support she has always provided to me and my siblings.
Posted by: Felicity | May 11, 2008 at 04:48 PM
I'm grateful for the fact that I have so many positive and healthy female relationships in my life, especially since my mother hasn't been my mother in years.
Posted by: The Domestic Goddess | May 11, 2008 at 06:35 PM
My mother taught me that there were a lot of ways to show love. I miss her every day.
Posted by: enjonel | May 11, 2008 at 06:39 PM
My mother taught me to be stubborn. The gnawing, nagging inability to accept that something cannot be done is one of my principle job skills and has carried through many a difficult situation, personally and professionally.
My mother taught me to be honest (perhaps too honest). If I complement you on something, it's because I like it, not because I think it's the right thing to say.
My mother made me chocolate cake for my birthday, because that's what I wanted.
Thanks, Annie, for prompting me to remember these things. Have a good post-mother's-day-week!
Posted by: Craig Steffen | May 11, 2008 at 06:40 PM
My mom gave me unconditional love. She gave me a fierce love of words, a wicked sense of humor, a singular disregard for 'what other people think,' which has served me well, especially when it came to surviving high school. She also gave me an inner strength and knowledge of my own worth that ensures I don't tolerate ill-treatment from anyone. She gave me a slightly annoying sister, whom I love dearly. She gave me countless wonderful memories and good times, for which I will always be grateful. I miss her terribly, but I would not trade her for any other mom living.
Thanks for reminding me to take a moment and remember how amazingly lucky I am.
Posted by: ephany | May 12, 2008 at 12:00 AM
I'm grateful, that even though I've cringed at some of the things my mom has done - she loves me in spite of my flaws.
Posted by: KatieKatie | May 12, 2008 at 06:17 AM
THANK YOU!!
these are beautiful!!!
ephany-i love that she gave you the 'inner strength' to not tolerate ill-treatment. such a good one to have! soooo good.
Posted by: annie | May 12, 2008 at 08:23 AM
i recently was forced to move in a roommate-gone-psycho incident, which i was going through, totally by myself, right at the same time a guy-i-fell-hard-for-just-disappeared-on-me-before-i-realized-how-i-felt-but-not-REALLY-like-in-a-
way-i-could-actually-be-pissed-at-him-and-get-over-it-
and my mom flew out from PA, just for the weekend, with painting equipment in her suitcase - helped me paint my old room, and flew back home, 'cause she had to work the next day.
Posted by: christy | May 12, 2008 at 11:43 AM
I'm grateful that my mom taught me that kindness matters.
Posted by: tinkcrzy1972 | May 12, 2008 at 01:45 PM
My mom is 90 in June, is very frail and has been unable to care for herself for the last year. My brother and I share in her care. I am so grateful for this time with her, and becoming closer with my brother. Some might look at it as a burden or an obligation. But she is so sweet, and so grateful for our efforts, it has been a blessing.
Posted by: alicein1derland | May 13, 2008 at 09:52 PM
Catching up here...
I'm grateful that my mom is intelligent, caring, and takes delight in nearly everything my brother and I do. She's also someone that my friends can hang out with, which is way cool.
Posted by: Robin Dahlberg | May 14, 2008 at 11:01 AM
My mom loves to sing, loves to read and loved to sing and read to me and my three siblings. She's caring, tender, she's the kind of mom that your friends love, she makes everyone feel at home. Whenever I feel down I can always find a happy memory, a comforting thought in my childhood and I owe that to her. I'm so grateful for my mother.
Posted by: nashira | May 21, 2008 at 04:37 AM