I'm waking up on one of the last Sundays of my college career and thinking of how I am not home to take you out for a meal or give you a hug and kiss to show my appreciation for all that you've done. As four years of a rock n' roll lifestyle you helped make possible come to an end, thank you mother for all your hard work and for being patient with me.
Today, I cannot help but think about all that is going on in the world---BP oil spills, attempted terror attacks by incompetent radical Muslims, 1000 point stock market plunges (maybe it's time to take our money and leave the casino, mom), cuts and setbacks to public education which threaten the well-being of teachers all over this country...
I wonder how you (and other mothers) do it. Actually, that's silly. You do it just like everyone else who understands the need to survive and press on. You do just what anybody would do. And, you do it so well.
Last year, I brought my girlfriend home to meet you for Mother's Day. I wrote about her in a thinly veiled manner and I assume you figured out whom I was talking about eventually. We're still together and I owe a lot of that to you.
Sometimes I look at her and see you, mom. I don't know if anyone else has done that with their girlfriend---fallen in love with someone who winds up being a lot like their mother. That would probably freak a lot of immature guys out. They probably would just get in the pants of their girlfriend and then run off to find another catch, but not me. I happen to find it fascinating how much she is like you.
When we're cleaning up a room, she has a method just like you. She'd prefer I stay out of her way. And, she asks that I just keep my music off so she can listen to the music she likes. That's all. (So, I turn the Fela Kuti/Velvet Underground/garage rock/John Mellencamp/Nirvana/blues etc. Pandora mix off and just let her enjoy Glee Cast or pop songs I wish nobody listened to.)
She wants things like so, like you mom. Planning ahead and preferring to know rather than be spontaneous, she doesn't let me get away with letting my future just fall into place like I want it to. She's pushing me each and every day to have a clearly defined vision for my future after college and she's one of those people who is terrified if she doesn't know how something is going to work out.