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The Week with My Mom

Happy Friday Eve! (That makes the day so much more doable, doesn’t it?)

My mom is here visiting, so the week has been filled with walks (for both her and the dog) and lots of games.

And for the record, she still is on top of hers (game, that is).

Not bad for almost 88.

This past Sunday, the hubby and I drove to Atlanta to celebrate my niece’s little boy’s second birthday and to pick up my mom. My sister and her husband drove up from Florida with my mom and met us there.

This works out quite well. My mom flew direct (hate to have her switching planes) from Appleton to St. Petersburg at the beginning of January, spending a few weeks with one of my sisters, before spending a few weeks with me.

Both of my sisters will come up later next week, stay for a few days, and then bring my mom back to Florida where she will spend another couple of weeks with my other sister, before flying back to Wisconsin.

Quite the system we have.

At any rate, in addition to celebrating a second birthday (with a gazillion cute babies), we also snuck in a stop at bartaco on our way.

You know how I feel about bartaco.

This past week, I have been entertained by this book with the naughty title.

Made me a bit uncomfortable when my mom asked me what I was reading.

And yes, I know. I am 52 years old. Didn’t seem to matter. I still got all hot and sweaty.

Regardless of the title, the book made me pause and think. Several times actually.

And thinking is always a good thing.

Do I recommend the book?

Sure!

Do I agree with it all?

No.

A few noteworthy parts:

Never try to be anything you aren’t. Accept who you are.

First part easy. Second part not so much. At least for me.

Self improvement and success often occur together, but that doesn’t necessarily mean they are the same thing.

Still turning this one over. I guess this all depends on your definition of success.

The desire for more positive experience is itself a negative experience. And the acceptance of one’s negative experience is itself a positive experience.

Mind. Blown.

Wanting the reward, but not the struggle. Wanting the result, but not the process. In love with the victory, but not the fight.

Ooohhh. Now this one puts things in perspective for me.

Who you are is defined by what you are willing to struggle for.

Yeah…still trying to wrap my head around this one.

Being average has become the new standard of failure.

Unfortunately.

This one resonates with me. A lot.

Even though I know better.

Do any of these resonate with you?

4 thoughts on “The Week with My Mom

  1. Yep …
    Being average has become the new standard of failure.

    Wish it weren’t true, but it kind of is …

    Wanting the reward, but not the struggle. Wanting the result, but not the process. In love with the victory, but not the fight.

    Enjoy your time with your mom!

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    1. I feel this is part of what is wrong with education. A student gets a ‘C’ and views it as a failure. Of course if it were because of a lack of effort, I get it, but when a student does all they can, it’s not a failure. Same thing for the EP for teachers. I know too many excellent teachers who received a ‘3’ and viewed it as a personal failure. I think we need to focus on celebrating what makes us unique, but understanding that everyone else has a uniqueness as well. Whew. Off my saltbox.

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  2. It was a sad day when I realized that I was average. Average in my intelligence, average in my education level and average in all of my skills. Just living my life and not anything special. But, in a way, oddly liberating (which I guess could be a subtle way of not giving a f#$%). It’s best to learn this early on and get off your high horse quickly.

    So glad you are having a good time with your mom. Enjoy that:)

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    1. I agree! It is okay to be ‘okay’! I do believe we are each unique and have special qualities that make us, us, but…so does everyone else. Doesn’t make us ‘better’ or ‘worse’, just makes us different.

      Take care, Libby! Off to play another game of Yahtzee with my mom. Can you believe, that between the two of us, we had 6 Yahtzees in one game? We almost booked tickets for Vegas!

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