The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Posted: July 23, 2006 Filed under: Uncategorized 4 Comments »
This morning, I woke up to this email:
I’ve gone to your blog 3 or 4 times today and all I see is the fake family. Are you planning to write today? I gotten used to hearing about your life through the internet and I miss it. Who’s going to write while you’re away?
Mom
I love that my mom reads my blog. Of course, when I skip a day or two, I feel badly. Now, I feel even worse! What a huge responsibility – my mom checked all day and I let her down. Yikes.
There are some downsides to having relatives read your blog. When I choose a racy subject or something a bit harsh, I worry that my mom will be offended. In reality, she isn’t. (Or at least that’s what she says. You know how Jewish mothers are…)
When I was a teenager, I thought my mother couldn’t understand anything I was feeling or thinking. Now that I’m older than she was when I was a teenager, it is crystal clear that I was out of touch with reality. But aren’t all teens that way? Don’t they think that adults never could have experienced or lived through what they are living through? Their experience is so unique, right? Yeah, right.
And all that makes me wonder why we don’t give the elderly more credit and respect. Haven’t we figured out that they have already learned what we’re learning now? But I digress.
My mother obviously did understand me. I just didn’t know it. As I’ve gone through the different stages in my life: college, goofing off, getting married, getting divorced, goofing off, getting married, having children, starting a business, moving halfway across the country… she has always been there. Always been a support. Always understood.
And why is that? My thesis is this — it’s partly because she loves me (best of all my siblings*) and mostly because we’re emotional clones. We’re not exactly alike…I’m more like my dad in many ways. But emotionally, we’re identical. And if you take a look at the photos above, you’ll see that isn’t the only similarity!
*Note to my siblings – if she told you she loves you best too, it was just to humor you. Sorry for the disappointment.
Wow, that was an entry worth waiting for. Thanks.
Mom
What a wonderful post Wendy. You and your mom look so much alike! I felt like my mom understood me while I was growing up…we had to come to terms with more, later on down the road. Strange. But, I’m guessing we have similar relationships with our mother’s…she reads my blog too…
What a sweet post. And I LOVE that your mom reads your blog. Mine does, too–every single morning, in fact. She even comments, which I adore. At lesat she hasn’t called me on it when I exaggerate–at least, she hasn’t done so in the comments section, for all to see! (Not that I would ever exaggerate. Never.)
Oh, and I loved your commentary on giving older people credit for knowing what we’ve gone through and for being wise. Lovely.
My mom is SUPPOSED to read my blog. Except she never does. Then when there is something new in my life or cute that the Branch and Blossom did, she is surprised to find out and I say : “Well, if you would read my blog you would know that.”
But yeah, sometimes moms reading blogs does censor what you want to say.