Things My Mother Taught Me
Ninetyandnine.com has a special section this week (which will be up later on this evening) honoring mothers, so I thought I'd take this chance to write down a few things my mom has taught me. Of course, it would take a much longer blog entry to write down everything I've learned from her, so these are some of the more unusual things.
If you can make a story better by exaggerating . . . then exaggerate!
When you give of your time, effort or money (or a combination of the three), and the gift is received with a spirit of ingratitude or entitlement . . . keep giving anyway, because it’s the right thing to do.
Misbehaving children make great Kodak moments.
A little bit of compassion goes a long way. A card or a visit to someone in need lasts much longer than the time you invested.
Dressing fashionably is overrated. Besides, your husband probably won't notice if you do or not.
You don't become popular by doing the right things. Being popular isn't a worthy goal anyway.
If you don't like certain clothes your daughter wears, it's easy to make them disappear.
When you've gone as far as you can go and you're as exhausted as you possibly can be . . . keep going.
If you’re tone deaf . . . sing as loudly as you can as often as possible anyway!
Happiness is being surrounded by the people you love. Joy is found in the simple things.
It's more important to do right than it is to be right.
Asking for forgiveness may be easier than asking for permission . . . but getting forgiveness hurts a lot worse than being told "no" would have!
Being dramatic is a lot more fun than being reserved.
Even after twenty years of washing clothes, you will occasionally turn your daughter’s white shirts pink and her pink shirts white. It's okay; she will only gripe for a little while; then she'll go out and buy more shirts.
Love is about loving everything that’s right about a person as well as all the things that are wrong.
Being a mother is a thankless job 364 days a year, but mothers don’t do all they do for thanks or recognition anyway (although they like it when you unload the dishwasher every now and then).
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!
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