Jul
09
At the moment I’m cleaning out a pile of stuff that hubby so kindly shoved all into a closet in the room I’m sewing in! I’ve run across several things that I think I saved to blog about at one time or another and never got around to. So this is rather random………
It’s from a book I read last year maybe, I didn’t particularly like the book but this paragraph at the very end of the book really caught my attention:
“Why did we never talk about books? It had been a common interest, after all. Because you didn’t dare. No, it can’t be that. Because I didn’t listen? Yes. I wasn’t interested in you as a person, only as my mother. Not until you fell ill, disappeared and it was too late, had all the questions come.”
And I thought how sad and maybe a bit true that can be………that we might not be interested in someone like our mothers as a person, until it’s too late. Although I think everyone could feel this way at some time or another.
Here’s to getting to know someone!
And maybe the next tidbit of info that I run across in this never ending pile will be something hilariously funny!
July 9th, 2007 at 3:22 pm
Great quote. What book is that from? It’s so true… now that our mom is not here, I have tons of things I want to ask her, find out about, remember, etc. Things no one would know but her. It’s so very sad.
July 10th, 2007 at 8:15 am
I can relate to that quote. My mom and I are so different, yet the same. She dwells on stuff I don’t remotely care about, and it’s hard to make the effort to ask questions when I don’t care what the answer is. Yet, I have friends (y’all included) that don’t even have their moms anymore, and that makes me feel guilty for feeling this way. And, I wonder if I’ll regret this when she dies. (’cause she will-one day much later down the road) I’m sure I will. It’s still hard.
July 10th, 2007 at 8:32 am
We always think we have all the time in the world to discuss and ask questions, don’t we? Thanks for the reminder that I need to live in the moment and savor the time with all of the people around me.
July 10th, 2007 at 3:40 pm
I still have a lot of questions that only my mother could have answered. Things I never bothered asking her when she was alive. Or things she told me but I didn’t listen to her.