Saturday, May 20, 2006
The joy of Prom
Ahh the prom. What fun. So much preparation goes into a night for a teen. First the big search for just the right dress, a dress which you will only wear once and one you hope noone else will have. Then of course it's shoes next. Don't forget the wrap (which never got worn) and the purse, earrings, necklace etc. Now we are closer to the big day and must make the appointment for hair and nails. You want 50 dollars for someone to brush your hair and put in a few bobi-pins are you serious. Lucky for you I can do your acrylic nails. I am a mom with skills! the big day is here. We have found the perfect restaurant, figured out who is driving. The hair is ok- seriuosly just ok I mean it did cost me 50 dollars I would think it would be magnificent. Then there you are at the Grand March. Stunning, beautiful, so grown and now mom is trying to hide the tears, my daughter is a gorgeous young woman. Priceless.
Mom you shake my world apart
Ode to you
I live in the here and now
you live from the past
a lifetime ago
a childhood , a memory
Remind me of the wrongs of my teenage past
never seeing the me of today
grown and gone for years
my life became my own
without your influence and negativity
twisting words and recollections in your mind
bringing the misery to me once again
you try to become part of my life again
a person you do not know
grandchildren who are a nuisance, a loud annoiance to you
So now you are seeing a momma bear protecting her cubs. Why did I bring them with me to visit? you ask. Because they represent the best part of me, of who I am. But you don't want to see that. Do not cross me over my children because I will become ferocious. You look at the 4 best grandkids you could possibly have and all you see are your own shortcomings. So Leave, go back to the east coast and live with your "family" your blood, not one you "got" one day back in 1965 when they said they had a baby girl for you to take home. Remember when you said maybe you should have gotten a dog instead. I think it would have been a good idea too.
So now you are leaving in 10 days. I don't know if I am happy or sad. Maybe both. Happy because we do better with a 1000 miles between us. Sad that you will never see your grandkids again and they are spectacular. If I ever see you again doesn't really matter. It never has.