To spin the bottle or not
On the cusp of adolescence I was much more child than maiden. I still loved digging channels in the dirt and damming them up, playing Man from Uncle with my friends who were boys, and dangling from and scrambling about the jungle gyms.
But the 6th grades girls were changing, in the way 6th grade girls do. And one of their forbidden delights was to sneak off to play spin the bottle during lunch hour with willing 6th grade boys. Not the least interested in this game, I began to wonder how on earth I could make myself fit in.
So I brought my dilemma to my mother. And her response was this: "If you want to stay a child right now, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that. You just stay that way till you're good and ready. And you'll know when that is." Such permission was incredibly liberating.
And so I did remain a child for several more years, protected by the force field of a mother's love, beckoned gently toward adulthood by her uncanny wisdom.
To all who mother their children and others', the earth, or any of her creations, may you know what good you do, how enduring the memories you create are, and the essential nature of all you do.
Happy Mother's Day, one and all!
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Comments
Rudee: She was a wiseacre, like someone else I admire ~;^)
Erin: Loved loved loved your poem. Thanks for visiting so regularly!
Just makes my day to hear from you all!
Thank you so much for the kind words. Of course you can post the video! It's not on youtube but have at it! I'll be posting again soon, just been busy with work/dogs...you know how it is...
Peace,
Jillian
Happy mom's day to you too.
Jane
Julie: It was a grand and wonderful day, made all the better by a visit from you!
Jane: Thank you for your kind words. That poor woman had hoped for a girlie girl. Instead she got a tomboy who wanted bazookas for her birthday rather than Barbies. But she loved me anyway. And I her.
Knowledge and wisdom come not in an instant.
I think I'd add humility to the list, too.
Thanks for the lovely comment.
Sherry: Thank you so much. Sounds like you may know some 6th graders. Sounds like you accept them as they are, too. What a gift.
Sabenindam: I agree 100%. And I'm beginning to believe, what's the rush at any age! I appreciate your visit and comment!
Ellen: Thank you stopping by, fellow late bloomer! May we be long bloomers, too!
Ms. Neha Ghandi: Welcome! Thank you for your comment. Hope you'll visit again soon!
Grace: Brava! Don't you still feel like one when you're on a bike? So glad you stopped by. Thank you for your comment!
Jewels: Hey there! So glad you paid a visit. And thank you for your comment. Hope you'll come back again!
Cheffie-Mom: Thank you. That David, he sure knows how to build a community, eh? I'm so glad you stopped by. Hope you'll be back again soon!
All--I'm sure my mom is grinning up a storm somewhere in the wild blue yonder. Thanks for honoring her sweet spirit!
joy c. at grannymountain