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Sunday, May 8, 2011

To Care or Not To Care

Today is Mother's Day. All in all, I'd have to say that it's been lovely. My kids gave me wonderful gifts. Terence drew a picture of me in an outfit of my favorite colors, blue and brown. Alongside the picture he wrote me a wonderful message, that really did make me cry.

Jordan decorated a picture frame and wrote a poem to go inside the frame. More tears.

Lauren bought me a candle. Different from the candles that I usually buy...took me a minute to find a scent that I liked but low and behold, I found one. She hung her head down and said she knows she's not as creative as T & J. I don't care. It truly is the thought that counts, and to show her that I love my candle, it's burning at this very moment.

Bottom line, the 3 people to whom I mean the most showed me their love on this day.

And at 1:41 p.m. there it was...the text...the ever so meaningful TEXT!

I wasn't sure if this was better or worse than the 7 second phone call that I received last year on this special day.

I'm no "Mother of the Year", but I do try. My kids know where I am, they are fed, housed, clothed, and LOVED. I don't have men traipsing through our home. I don't drink. I don't smoke. What do I do? I work. I go to church. I've raised them in church. I make sure that they are at school every day. I help them with homework. I lend an ear when they need to talk. All the things that a Mother does.

Now I could understand getting a TEXT if I was a no-good trifling mother. Smoking, drinking, clubbing, "ho-ing", drugging, letting them run the streets, calling them no-good, and simply not caring. Sadly, I've seen mothers who fit this description, but I thank God that those descriptions don't fit me.

From what I understand, it is the thought that counts, but my heart was really hoping for something just a bit more personal and meaningful than a text.

Maybe it's because men think differently than women when it comes to being sentimental, so perhaps the well meant intention was there, but the delivery was poor.

There's a card company that suggests sending one of their cards "when you care enough to send the very best"...

I've come up with my own slogan:

"When you just don't care...send a text".

Technology has it's benefits, but when it comes to telling people how you feel about them, PLEASE pick up the phone and CALL. Texting is so impersonal.

It takes me back to what a co-worker of mine used to say, "Expect nothing and you won't be disappointed".

I wasn't expecting anything, receiving the text just made it worse. Nothing tells a person how inconsequential they are like a text on Mother's Day (and/or birthday).

Will I get over it? Of course I will. I already have. I'm just doing my part to let the world know that sometimes...every now & then...people need to HEAR your voice...not READ your texts.


Let the DIALOGUE begin! If you live away from your mother, did you CALL her today? If you live away from the mother of your children, did you CALL her today? Or did you send a text?

Talk to me!

Til next time...

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