Life in the Boomer Lane doesn’t need Mother’s Day to think about her own mother. She does that, pretty much, all throughout the year. She lost her mother four decades ago, before her mother could have experienced the joy of grandchildren. LBL would have liked to have been the kind of person her mom was: selfless, loyal, uncomplaining, a great cook. Instead, she got other attributes, which she is still trying to figure out. So, in honor of Mother’s Day, she presents to you some of the differences between her mother (Mildred) and herself.
(A note to her mother: If, wherever you are, you are reading this, be so kind as to leave a comment. LBL has been contacted, after death, by her mother-in-law, her dog, her cousin, and other assorted people who she didn’t even know very well. Never by you. She still deeply regrets the scare she gave you when she stayed out for hours, playing the pinball machine at one of the neighborhood grocery stores. Please contact her.)
M: would have gone without eating to make sure LBL had enough
LBL: would have cut the (generous) crusts off the peanut butter and jelly sandwich, scarfed them down, and told her child that she had done them a favor by presenting them the sandwich in that tidy way.
M: would have spent her last dollar on something for LBL
LBL: would have spent her last dollar on an ice cream for her child, after sampling all of the flavors in the ice cream store. Then she would have asked for a bite of her child’s ice cream.
M: never uttered one word about the hardships of her life
LBL: entertained her kids with a comedy routine about life’s tragedies, wrote a blog post about them, told all of her friends in great detail, and then increased her meds
M: never had the need to hire a babysitter while LBL was growing up
LBL: had a parade of sitters come to the house, some of whom arrived wearing ankle monitors
M: would never have considered feeding LBL anything other than a home-cooked meal for dinner
LBL: by the time her kids were teens, developed a real preference for any food product sold in cardboard boxes
M: would have sat up all night worrying, had LBL ever have stayed out too late
LBL: fully intended to stay up and worry, but then always fell into a blissful, sound sleep
M: always made the world a less scary, less complex, less daunting place for LBL
LBL: will have to check with her kids to see if that was the case for them. If the answer is positive, she’ll let you know. If not, you’ll never hear about this again.
M: truly believed the wonders of the universe all resided in LBL’s eyes. And that was all she needed in life.
LBL: also believes the wonders of the universe all reside in her children’s eyes. But she also requires manicures and online shopping.
balletandboxing
May 8, 2015
I wonder what M’s take on her mothering would have been? Maybe she hasn’t contacted you bc she is too ashamed to admit all those PB&J crusts she ate?
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
You have a point there. She would have probably second-guessed herself. I suppose we all do.
Rebecca Latson Photography
May 8, 2015
Your mother must have been my mother’s sister by another mother. Mom was the nicest person I ever knew, always optimistic, always soothing over her daughters’ worries, always being nice to people she might not have been that fond of, even. She never complained, even as she lay in her hospice bed. She always wanted to please her family. And, she was a great cook. My sister and I miss her greatly and this Mother’s Day is going to be a bit difficult for us. Since I couldn’t send flowers to Mom, I sent them to my sister instead (since my sister is a mom, too). As for myself …sighj…I have only a little of Mom’s “Nice Genes”, but I guess that’s better than nothing. Now, I’m going to go over to my own blog site and write something similar about Mom to publish. Thanks for the nice (and funny) reminder, LBL.
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
Ah, Rebecca, your mom does sound like a wonderful person. And so funny at how you can relate to what I wrote. I love that you sent flowers to your sister.
Life With The Top Down
May 8, 2015
My kids idolize my mother. They have even called her to tell on me when I was doing my damn job and she actually reprimanded me! My kids often tell me “how lucky” I was to have her as a mother since my childhood must have been filled with cash being distributed like playing cards. I’m not sure who this woman they call graham cracker is, but she is not the spatula waving woman that raised me.
Happy Mother’s Day to you and I certainly hope your momma has time to comment!
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
I’m laughing. We do mellow with age, don’t we? And we have such much more patience with our grandchildren than we did with our children. I wish my kids could have experienced my mom.
aginggracefullymyass
May 8, 2015
Wonderful tribute to your mom! You and I must have taken the same mothering correspondence course (which of course would be online now a days…) 😉
I just realized this morning that this September will mark the 50th anniversary of my mom’s passing… I’m now 15 years older than she was when she died which is really hard to believe. Damn cancer… I can’t say I think if her a whole lot – I’ve spent most of my life without her. But when I do think of her (like this morning), I feel like she is close by and that she kept me out of a lot trouble over the course of my life. I know she would have adored her grandchildren and her great grandchildren By the way, I haven’t had any contact with her, but wish she would come back for an instant to slap some sense into my brother… Hear that mom?
Happy Mother’s Day!
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
I can relate t what you wrote. I’m now eight years older than my mom was when she died. I think about the relationships I have with my grandchildren that she never got to have with hers. Like you say, damn cancer. Happy Mother’s Day to you!
Kate Crimmins
May 8, 2015
This is the best tribute I’ve read! I never had children (which may have been a good thing). My Mom was perfect. On the other hand, I subscribe to the alligator mothering method. I’d lay my eggs and get the hell out of Dodge!
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
Kate, you are too funny. I think all of us who are mothers did wish on occasion when our kids were little that we could have had the alligator option.
pegoleg
May 8, 2015
Funny how it’s clear to us how different we are from our mothers, while to everyone else who knew/knows both, we are essentially the same.
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
Something to think about. I’d ask, but none of those people are around anymore.
pegoleg
May 14, 2015
Aw, that’s sad, Renee.
btg5885
May 9, 2015
Renee, she came from a different time. Mothers and Fathers complained less as when you live through a depression it was futile to complain – you just survived. This is well done. Thanks, BTG
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
You make an outstanding point, BTG. Both the depression and the war created a generation of people who did what they had to do, with no complaints and no focus on self, to the degree we have now.
The Daily Junior
May 9, 2015
My Mom died 15 years ago and I still keep wondering where the heck she is. Our relationship was, as they say on Facebook, “it’s complicated.”
But lately I think I know where she is. She’s in my mirror, looking back at me.
We loved this post.
Jill
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 10, 2015
And I loved this comment. Happy Mother’s Day to you!
Linda
May 11, 2015
Being in the unique position of knowing both M and LBL, I can honestly testify that she gave you her best, and you’ve given your children your best…as testified by the awesomeness of each of those wonderful individuals. Sure, life hasn’t always been smooth and easy, but your delightful humor shines through in their eyes and personalities. Ya done good, kid.
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 12, 2015
I’m farklempt. I’ll take some credit, and acknowledge a lot of luck.
Susan in TX
May 11, 2015
What a wonderful Mothers’ Day post. I have been known to remark that my kids would one day say, “I want a meal just like the one’s my mama used to buy.” We do what we can. And neither of them has asked for a guest spot on Dr Phil. Yet.
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 12, 2015
I suppose that’s the true barometer, isn’t it? My kids still make fun of all the Hot Pockets I used to stock in the freezer.
Mat Atahari
May 12, 2015
Sounds like my mother…
Life in the Boomer Lane
May 12, 2015
Maybe there were a lot of those around back then. I suspect there aren’t nearly as many now.
Mat Atahari
May 15, 2015
LOL…
Hope you could swing by my blog page too.. Love to hear your thoughts 🙂 Cheers..!
Anonymous
August 2, 2015
Cool tribute to all moms…practically perfect in their own way xo
My mom: kept a tidy home always
Me: had a sign at the door that read “I cleaned last week sorry you missed it”
True story 😀
Love your blog – keep up the good humor!
Life in the Boomer Lane
August 3, 2015
I love this story!
Margarita Pecoraro
August 2, 2015
Reblogged this on castawayparadise and commented:
Mom practically perfect in their own way…. 🙂
Life in the Boomer Lane
August 3, 2015
Thanks for the reblog!
Ann Coleman
August 3, 2015
A touching tribute, and funny as well!
Life in the Boomer Lane
August 3, 2015
Thanks, Ann, and thanks for visiting Life in the Boomer Lane!