threw the baby out with the bathwater, regrets, embraces
Hopefully I used the title correctly. Spinning this thread off my last thread that was spun off a post on a why hate thread. Confused? That's normal. It means you're in my thought processes where many small over caffeinated squirrels spin many wheels in various directions. Laughing. Okay guys how many of you said you would not be like your family, moved away, changed your name even, and refused to tell your kids about your childhood, saying you want better for them. Now jump ahead 20 or so years later. How many of you moved back home and are saying it wasn't all bad. Mom or Dad were pretty smart about some things. Tell me what you now appreciate, that you didn't then. And if you got time tell me why, what's different. With me I associated poverty with being country. I tried through education, the military, moving, marriage to a snotty yank to reinvent me. Now I'm one mile from my childhood home, my neighbors are the kids I rode the bus with, I'm asking my dad on how to garden, and thinking about raising pigs and chickens. Drinking iced tea and making cornbread for the first time in twenty years. Finding contentment in stuff that the old me crinkled her nose at. Now my 17 and 19 years old teens say I don't know anything and can do nothing right. Ouch! Sounds like me talking to my family ever so long ago. Sorry Mama for being such a brat. You did the best you could by me. Love you mama. Peace & blessings.
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