Not So Mother's Day

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mjs9153

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Do you need Jello? I like jello. And frogs.
And a pterodactyl..
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doowopgirl

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I feel this way about father's day, Grandpa.......♥
Yeah. For the most part my Dad was an abusive bully and a functioning alcoholic who rarely had a good word for the four of us. I cringe at the thought of all the 'my dad was an honest hard working man' quotes that turn up on FB. He is in a home now and as far as I'm concerned it's too good for him. My sister is being a total hypocrite about looking after poor dad after all the hard (but true) words she heaped on him. Families, eh?
 

hipmamajen

Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess.
Apr 4, 2008
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((((((((((Mama Hug)))))))))) <------ For anyone who needs some Mother Love. This hug is repeatable as often as necessary ad infinitum, and comes with a Mama kiss right on the top of your head which is a 100% authentic and guaranteed Boo Boo Kiss for your hurting soul.
 

not_nadine

Comfortably Roont
Nov 19, 2011
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Behind you
((((((((((Mama Hug)))))))))) <------ For anyone who needs some Mother Love. This hug is repeatable as often as necessary ad infinitum, and comes with a Mama kiss right on the top of your head which is a 100% authentic and guaranteed Boo Boo Kiss for your hurting soul.

boo boo kisses! Makes me think of mom and scraped knees. Painting that red iodine on it in the shape of a heart, so I would stop crying about it .

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GNTLGNT

The idiot is IN
Jun 15, 2007
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My own Mom wasn't perfect. She was a very loving Mom but after her and my Dad split she went into a deep depression and while she was a fully functioning adult, I don't really remember ever hearing her gut-buster laughing more than a few times while I was growing up. She passed away Nov. 1st of last year and not a day goes by that I don't think about her and wish she were still here. I did my best to try to at least make her smile and to make her proud of me. There were things that were said when I was young that stung, but once I hit my thirties I came to the realization that my Mom was human, with her own faults and I forgave her. She grew up with her own issues from her own parents and I think she was at least able to overcome most of them so that she could be a better parent to her own children. After her and Dad split, she did what she could to make sure my brother and I at least had something to eat each day. It might have only been a ketchup sandwich, but when you're a youngster who cared? It was food. She worked 40 hours a week at a job that at that time showed little regard to women in the workplace. I'm sure there were many times that she had to swallow her pride at work just so that she could make that paycheck to buy us food. We grew much closer in the last twenty years and I thank the Powers That Be that we were able to do so. She's my Mom and the only one I had, so I love her and always will. I got her to laugh the very last time I talked to her and that's what I'll hang on to. I miss her a lot. She was 'good people'.
...this was a tremendous elegy.....