Lulua
22-02-2003, 08:04
Assalaamu alaikum ya muslimeen.
Greetings and good day.
Something sent to me on the email by another sister...didn't write it myself...but could easily describe my own Mom..at least that which I remember of my younger years.
Strange and interesting how truly applicable this is of most Mom's. Was visiting my daughter last night...who is a rather new Mom herself...and observed some of the characteristics described here developing in her. Could remember then...some of her complaints before she got married...of how work-oriented I was...and didn't I ever think of taking some rest from the duties of household chores??
Hehe...not that I'm a perfectionist myself...but just evident showing that the simple and minor jobs of the house never seem to get done.
Lulua.
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Tribute to Mom
Why I love my Mom...
Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, "I'm tired, and it's
getting late. I think I'll go to bed."
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's
lunches, rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer
for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels,
filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table and
started the coffee pot for brewing the next morning.
She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of
clothes into
the wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button.
She picked up the game pieces left on the table and put the
telephone book back into the drawer. She watered the plants,
emptied a wastebasket
and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched
and headed for the bedroom.
She stopped by the desk and
wrote a note to the teacher,
counted out some cash for the field trip,
and pulled a textbook out from
hiding under the chair.
She signed a card for a friend, addressed and stamped the envelope and
wrote a quick shopping list.
She put both near her purse.
Mom then washed her face, put on moisturizer, brushed and
flossed her teeth and trimmed her nails.
. Dad called out, "I thought you were going to bed." "I'm on my
way," she said. She put some water into the cat's dish and called
the cat in, then made sure the doors were locked.
She looked in on each of the kids and turned out a bedside lamp,
hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in the hamper, and had a
brief
conversation with the one still up doing homework.
. In her own room, then set the alarm, laid out clothing for the
next
day, straightened up the shoe rack.
. She added three things to her list of things to do for tomorrow.
About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in
particular, "I'm going to bed." And he did...without another
thought.
Greetings and good day.
Something sent to me on the email by another sister...didn't write it myself...but could easily describe my own Mom..at least that which I remember of my younger years.
Strange and interesting how truly applicable this is of most Mom's. Was visiting my daughter last night...who is a rather new Mom herself...and observed some of the characteristics described here developing in her. Could remember then...some of her complaints before she got married...of how work-oriented I was...and didn't I ever think of taking some rest from the duties of household chores??
Hehe...not that I'm a perfectionist myself...but just evident showing that the simple and minor jobs of the house never seem to get done.
Lulua.
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*****************************
Tribute to Mom
Why I love my Mom...
Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, "I'm tired, and it's
getting late. I think I'll go to bed."
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's
lunches, rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer
for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels,
filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table and
started the coffee pot for brewing the next morning.
She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of
clothes into
the wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button.
She picked up the game pieces left on the table and put the
telephone book back into the drawer. She watered the plants,
emptied a wastebasket
and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched
and headed for the bedroom.
She stopped by the desk and
wrote a note to the teacher,
counted out some cash for the field trip,
and pulled a textbook out from
hiding under the chair.
She signed a card for a friend, addressed and stamped the envelope and
wrote a quick shopping list.
She put both near her purse.
Mom then washed her face, put on moisturizer, brushed and
flossed her teeth and trimmed her nails.
. Dad called out, "I thought you were going to bed." "I'm on my
way," she said. She put some water into the cat's dish and called
the cat in, then made sure the doors were locked.
She looked in on each of the kids and turned out a bedside lamp,
hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in the hamper, and had a
brief
conversation with the one still up doing homework.
. In her own room, then set the alarm, laid out clothing for the
next
day, straightened up the shoe rack.
. She added three things to her list of things to do for tomorrow.
About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in
particular, "I'm going to bed." And he did...without another
thought.