Words To Live By

Gentle reader,

I’ll not talk around it: I’m an only child and I love my parents and often I miss them. Sometimes so intensely that I can barely think about anything else. I’ll own it. I think being a Mama’s and Papa’s boy is a far better stereotype to live up to as an only child than a spoiled brat.

So, as it goes, I’ve been really missing my Ma the past few weeks. I’ve been knitting her a shawl using some totes yummy Rowan yarn. But, I can knit all I want and she won’t know I was thinking of her until she gets it. So, I decided some snail mail was well overdue, and I picked out this card a few days ago in my travels:

Words to live by.

I thought the sentiment was bang on, although I’m sure my Ma would say that there was a relatively lengthy period that began somewhere around the fourteen-year mark when I did nothing but question my mother (she might even say that this period hasn’t truly ended even…). My family also has a running game of sending mail to whacky made-up names. The envelope I’ve just written out is address to “Myfanwy McGillicutty”.

That’s all for me, tonight. I’ll be dropping this little letter in the mail tomorrow. If she’s not close, why don’t you send your mama some love, perhaps in amusing card form!

 

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8 thoughts on “Words To Live By

  1. I love this post and totally relate to all of it. I too am an only child (wish I had a dollar for every time someone said ‘oh you must be spoilt’ – I should have replied ‘No I’m not, nor am I RUDE and judgemental’…but anyway). I can honestly say that the thought of being left on this planet without them fills me with such dread I can hardly breathe.
    I like your tradition of silly names on cards, your Mum is going to love it.
    I have a friend who sends me cards addressed and signed with silly names too. It’s great. And not something that is nearly as amusing when done via email. There is nothing better than a letter or card in the mail.
    Best regards
    Sandra

  2. Sorry, meant to say: I can honestly say that the thought of being left on this planet without MY PARENTS fills me with such dread I can hardly breathe.
    You get the gist…

    • Hi Sandra! I knew what you meant, hehe. I feel the same! Snail mail for the win; I feel like it’s going to have a bit of a resurgence (if it hasn’t already) as the whole DYI and handmade movement keeps barreling along. 🙂

      • I think you’re right. There are many “52 weeks 52 letters” style groups starting up. And who can resist a card or lovely paper? Not me.
        Love your blog.

  3. Hi,
    I have just recently come across your website and I must admit to being a bit of a blogaholic, well are reading one rather than writing one. I love reading your blog, you sound so gentle and loving.
    I miss both my parents and for me the only mail they will get is via prayers and thoughts, they will always be with me. I am not an only child in fact am one of a lot. My mum was my stepmum but the only mum I have ever known, she was the best thing to happen to myself and my siblings and especially to my dad.
    Thankyou so much for your easy to read, easy to relate to blog.
    hugsss

    • That’s so sweet! Parents are the best, aren’t they? And they’re not always the ones we were born with. 🙂 Thank you for sharing, and I hope you keep stopping by! Take care ^_^

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