Life Along the Way: CURSES!
My mother was big on cursing.
Not the foul language kind [she was too ladylike for that!] Tall, slender, athletic, auburn-haired former fashion model: nothing prepared her for parenting a short, opinionated, klutzy, argumentative bookworm. Faced with a daughter who was an alien in her household, poor Mom resorted to wishing dire consequences whereby I would grow up to understand exactly how awful it was for her to be my mom.
The most common curse:
- I hope you have a kid just like you!
Funny thing about word curses: sometimes they come true. And, sometimes they become the greatest blessings in our lives.
When he was an opinionated, klutzy, argumentative teenager, James and I spent many a happy hour nose-to-nose yelling at one another. Even then, I knew I was blessed.
As an adult (especially as an adult adoptee), when I look into his eyes and see my eyes looking back, I am blessed.
When he sends me a text from work with something sad, funny or weird to share; or when we exchange books, recipes, [and, I admit – sarcastic comments], I am blessed.
When he makes me laugh like no one else can, (even though everyone is rolling their eyes), I am so blessed.
My mom usually followed her curse with a prophesy:
- Someday you’ll thank me.
So, here it is, Mom:
Thanks for the
On Kim’s Design Wall this week: a new baby quilt project in blues, greens and white. Stay tuned for more.