My mother was more than a role model she was a compassionate gifted person. She dedicated her life to helping others. She never preached she led by example. I can’t remember a time our door was not open to others in need.
Imagine what life must have been like for her - how absolutely horrible for her. Forgive her, she didn’t know what she’d never experienced. Imagine what she’d have been like if she’d been raised in a lovely, supportive family who felt blessed to have her. I can’t help but think how desperately lonely she must have been all those years - makes me cry!
Pdr , you are right, I am well aware of that. Fortunately for her, her sister was there too.
My grandmother was a saint to put her children there, she went to work every day as a weaver (in Belgium) so her girls would have an aducation and away from a alcoholic father. A lot of courage was needed by these females in that household.
I am like my Mother and proud of it and I hope my daughter is like me and is proud of it. I think a better question would be - do you want your daughter to be like you?
C Hardy, I would love to read the posts to that question! I have 3 daughters (25, 23, 19) and I hope they would be able to answer that I did my best, I made mistakes and they are happy to be my daughter.
Whenever I’ve wondered what to say to my children (now grown) at difficult moments, I’ve tried to imagine what my mother would have said. Then I say the opposite. I have a wonderful relationship with both my children. Thanks, ma!!
There are some things I have definitely inherited from my mother: things that have become more evident as I get older. I have her voice; I have her hazel eyes; I have her strong hands. And there are things I wish I had inherited from her: her patience and seeming inability to say anything petty or mean; her willingness to take a deep breath and step back before letting a stressful situation grow intolerable. (I tend to favor my peppery, short-tempered father in those areas!)
But when I open a wonderful book and fall into the magic of it, I often look up and think I feel Mom reading over my shoulder. What I miss most about her, twenty years after her passing is the discussions we had about books. We discovered so much about one another as we compared notes, and I have tried to pass this on in her honor. Books, movies, travel experiences: these are the things I love and I know I got that from Mom.
I’m not a mother myself, but I suppose 35+ years of teaching has exposed me to vast numbers of young people, and when we interact, I do occasionally hear something coming from my mouth that makes me pause for a second and glance behind me. Dorothy? Is that you? Yep! She was a fabulous woman - not perfect, not a saint - but a fabulous, funny, stylish, smart, and strong woman. I can only hope that I carry on some of her energies and passions.
What a lucky lady you are to have had such a beloved mother, Susan. Your Dorothy seems to have given you her own book of lessons and love that you can carry for the rest of your life.
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My mother was more than a role model she was a compassionate gifted person. She dedicated her life to helping others. She never preached she led by example. I can’t remember a time our door was not open to others in need.
My mother was in a Catholic boarding school from age 3 to 18.
She should have been a Mother Superior.
She acted like one.
What I did learn from her was how to survive. Otherwise I hope I am not like her.
Pdr , you are right, I am well aware of that. Fortunately for her, her sister was there too.
My grandmother was a saint to put her children there, she went to work every day as a weaver (in Belgium) so her girls would have an aducation and away from a alcoholic father. A lot of courage was needed by these females in that household.
There are some things I have definitely inherited from my mother: things that have become more evident as I get older. I have her voice; I have her hazel eyes; I have her strong hands. And there are things I wish I had inherited from her: her patience and seeming inability to say anything petty or mean; her willingness to take a deep breath and step back before letting a stressful situation grow intolerable. (I tend to favor my peppery, short-tempered father in those areas!)
But when I open a wonderful book and fall into the magic of it, I often look up and think I feel Mom reading over my shoulder. What I miss most about her, twenty years after her passing is the discussions we had about books. We discovered so much about one another as we compared notes, and I have tried to pass this on in her honor. Books, movies, travel experiences: these are the things I love and I know I got that from Mom.
I’m not a mother myself, but I suppose 35+ years of teaching has exposed me to vast numbers of young people, and when we interact, I do occasionally hear something coming from my mouth that makes me pause for a second and glance behind me. Dorothy? Is that you? Yep! She was a fabulous woman - not perfect, not a saint - but a fabulous, funny, stylish, smart, and strong woman. I can only hope that I carry on some of her energies and passions.