WITH MY DAUGHTERS HELP
As Mother’s Day approaches I would like to do a special shout out to a special little girl.
I mentioned how friends helped me through my separation, but there is a little girl… Well not so little…in fact she is a big ol’ moose. Not so, she is my moose! My daughter is my moose and I don’t mean she’s a horrendous boarish animal with horns like antlers and huge antlers and hooves; she is a beautiful lady…girl…woman…girl to me. 26 to be exact. To me she looks like a model, and if you saw her you would think so too. Why am I going on about her?
Some women are left to fend for themselves with small children to raise. Wow, these are the biggest heroes of all. Then we have the women who are left to fend for themselves, alone with grown or no children at all. To go out into the world all by their lonesome. Then there are middle of the ground women like me. Oh I was blessed. I went out into the wild blue yonder with my big grown adult woman as my roomie. It was looked upon as an adventure. Oh yeah, we were going to be like Thelma and Louise! Out to cause havoc. It was around Christmas time, we got us a pink tree with ornaments that consisted of high heels, hand bags, lipstick. Our apartment was going to be themed Chick Power!
There were days when I was scared. This was new to me. The fear of doing it on my own set in. How am I going to fend for myself financially? I got depressed and my daughter would say, “come on mom let’s go max out your card at Wal-Mart.” Kinda defeats the purpose huh? Whatever, it worked. We spent time shopping and just hanging out. This gave me time to get used to the idea of being alone. I wasn’t thrown out into the cold world by myself, I had the warmth of my loving daughter by my side. No TV, (we couldn’t afford cable) we only had each other to talk to, and a radio/CD player playing Dixie Chicks over and over.
Thank you baby girl. Thank you for becoming the training wheels I needed to go out into the big bad world. Thank you for the times we would dye your hair and you would pull out my gray hair (whoops did I say that?) or put on Christmas music and decorate our Chick Power Christmas tree with high heels, hand bags and pink and purple foo-foo things.
Ironically, Dixie Chick’s Land Slide became my song because it talks about children growing older and life going on. My child did grow older and she’s now my side kick. Long ago when my daughter was probably only 12, I went to a Tarot card reader at a swap meet. This lady looked over at my daughter and told me she felt that there was a special bond between my daughter and I, not your normal mother daughter relationship. Later on in life she would be like a kindred spirit to me. At her young age this lady saw the bond that would happen later on, and I understand it now.
They say you should always separate friendship from parenting, I disagree. My daughter is one of my best friends, and I am told I am one of hers too.
She has grown to be a beautiful strong woman and when I grow up, I hope to be just like her!!