MOTHER'S DAY 2011

                                                

 Each year on Mother’s Day something stirs within my writers soul and says you must write about her. It’s a little bit ironic but men usually have three meaningful relationships in their lives with women and they are comprised of their sweethearts-- then their wives-- and always their mothers. The first relationship is for all practical purposes a fleeting introductory with the opposite sex. A feeling out, on the job, education of women, and guys don’t take that feeling out phrase to literally or you’ll get slapped. The second relationship that develops is the one woman he loves the best in life and usually comes about because one of those sweethearts made her mark. Subsequently, he frequently does his small part in making the world, another mother. But then last, but not least, there is always his real mother who he loves for as long as they both shall live. This is the one woman who is still looking for improvement in him, even as he is having his midlife crises. No matter how old she gets, he will always be her son and she will always be his Mom.

Wives and mothers aren’t always a good mix. The good book tells men to leave their mothers and cling to their wives. When reminded of this by wives most men will wring their hands and in that whiny little voice, that is a cry for some kind of pity, say. “What can I do honey, she is my Mom?” It’s at this point that you want to be able to fast-forward the whole conversation twenty years in the future to when her precious little boy is in the same boat as her husband and she is the MOM. I learned over the years that there are something’s you never tell your wives about your mom. Cooking is one thing. Your wives cuisine frequently mimics her moms. If you want some of that good old Norwegian cooking from your German wife—well you best go visit your mom. To criticize your wives cooking is taking not only a shot at her but her mother as well. Raising kids is another topic best left alone. Just because that no good brother of hers is bringing shame to her family, that’s not her moms fault. It was her dads-uncaring attitude.

You must try and make some meaningful effort to love her mom and not involve your mom in the conversation. The good book would have said it better if it would have said. “Leave your mom and cling to your wife and her mom, if you know what’s good for you. Your sister, can love your mom if she needs some attention, after all that’s her job.”

So now enough of the goofiness and lets get serious about our Moms and wives. The hand that rocks the cradle truly is the hand that rocks the world. Any man with a lick of brains can see that. This is hard to say being a man, but most of the trouble on this earth doesn’t come from women. This would be a far more peaceful earth if it were left up to women to run it. On the other hand, our kids would be far better off if when they got home from school and opened the door and yelled, “Mom,” if the answers was always “What?” Men are not as well equipped to live alone as women. Back to the good book. It say’s, “It is not good for man to live alone.” It doesn’t say much about women. I salute you Mom’s and wives, and happy Mothers Day.