Friday, January 20, 2012

Skating and Mom!


The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.
                 Henry Ward Beecher


 Are you wondering how these two things go together? These are my Mom’s hands, the same hands that have taken care of me for many years. I am happy to say she is still taking care of me, and teaching me lessons, even if she does not realize it.

It all started when I went out to do the chores this morning, after the heavy rain yesterday and the big freeze last night it was a skating rink outside. I walk/slide very carefully down the driveway to the barnyard. I unplug the tractor and walk back around the tractor, I felt my feet starting to slip so being afraid to fall and break my camera (funny that frightened me more than breaking a limb) I quickly sit down on this ice rink nature had created. I thought since I was down here I may as well take a photo. I pulled myself up.


I drove very slowly and carefully down the extremely icy lane way, this is when four wheel drive, really does come in handy. I opened the gate to the field and go pickup some bales of hay. I slip and slide on the ice while opening and closing the gate. I drive over and feed the very grateful cows the fragrant green hay. There is no ice here as they are surrounded by the bedding I leave every day. They are safe. I walk amongst them and do my count. We now have 23 calves and they are healthy and happy which makes me happy.

I make my way over to the bush I look down and see all the ice. I must say I do not skate, I am not sure if I ever told you but as a child I fell through the ice while skating, I was not very good at it anyway, and that experience has always stayed with me. I do not miss skating at all. There will be no skating through the bush today. I head back to the tractor and decide to get some things done around the house.

This is where my Mom comes in; I am sitting at the table staring at the vacuum and things that need to be done when I start thinking about skating. I remember how my Mom used to take us outside to the flooded back yard with our hand me down, may not fit just right skates, she would spend hours with us. She always found the time to play with us outside no matter what needed to be done in the house. Those things would always be there tomorrow.

This made me realize that she was right, those household things could wait; and even though it was Wednesday I was going to go spend time with her. I drove down our newly sanded road to the village. She was so happy to see me, and I invited her out for lunch. As we sat with our grilled cheese sandwiches and Mom’s second cup of “the best coffee I have had in a long time, but it needs more sugar”; we talked about life, my Dad, and the old days. We sat there in the sun watching the cars drive by, laughing, and enjoying our time together. We decided to go to the church rummage sale and check things out. She came home with a couple more baby blankets (I still don’t get that one), a couple of stuffed animals, and a huge smile. Just like the smile I had thinking back to that memory in the back yard so many years ago.

Yes my Mom is still teaching me lessons and looking after me even if she does not realize it. She taught me all about priorities. See you tomorrow Mom.

After spending Thursday with my Mom I asked her about the baby blankets. She reminded me that  when she used to quilt she used to line the baby quilts with a clean used baby blanket. It would make an excellent liner and was economical. Everyone of her children, grand children, and now great grand children have one of my Mom's quilts.
She is expecting an new Great Grand Daughter very soon and hopes to get a quilt made, and is hoping for many more Great Grandchildren. Mystery solved.

Later

20 comments:

  1. I love the picture of your Mom's hands. This whole post just warmed my heart with great memories of my Mom too. Good for you for spending the day with her. *hugs*

    Be ever so careful out there!

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  2. Your Mom sounds like a wonderful person! I'm glad you enjoy spending time together. I was just with my Mom yesterday...as she ages, hard as it may be to see, she will ALWAYS be my Mom! :)

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  3. Memories of our Mom's teachings are such an influence in our lives. May we never, ever forget. My Mom recently spent time in the hospital. She never gets sick so it was unnerving to see her wanting to still be agile, but slowing down. Life's circle. It's hard to wrap ourselves around that.
    Such a wonderful entry. I'll be with Mom this weekend. We'll work on her puzzle and laugh together.
    BlessYourHeart

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  4. It's the ice that scares me this time of year. I know what you mean about wanting to protect your camera...forgetting about how you might actually damage yourself!

    Your mom sounds very special indeed, Buttons. It's interesting that she wants the baby blankets just like a little kid - it must give her a feeling of security. My mother-in-law loves stuffed animals too. She says they keep her company.

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  5. Lovely post! My fav pic of my mom is just her hands-knitting......wonderful things she gave me--the memories are so precious......
    Blessings on a great weekend!

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  6. I love the picture of your mom's hand. Great story! I'm going to be late for work oh boy they should of gave us a 2 hour delay no such luck. Happy Friday!

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  7. I can just imagine that cup of coffee your mum is holding warming up her hands. It was nice you spent the day with her - sometimes housework can just wait.
    That ice looks very slippy - you take care.

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  8. The hands picture speaks volumes. Yes, when all is said and done, it is not the worked we've done that matters but the time we spend with the ones we love.

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  9. You have a great Mom and I love the way you appreciate her so much.

    That ice looks like it is inviting falls.

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  10. warmed my heart - and melted whatever icicles might have been harboring there this morning. :)

    hug your mom for me sometime. i still miss mine...

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  11. Very warm blog today. When spoke of your time spent with your mom. Precious Buttons. Makes me miss my time spent with my Mom. Send her my luv and give a hug too.

    Auntie M.

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  12. This is so beautiful......
    With my own Mum being 100 I know that somehow they manage to always take care of your heart.........

    Have a wonderful weekend!
    xoxoxoxo

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  13. now i know where you get your gentle demeanor. :o)

    keep those limbs and camera safe, b! have a wonderful weekend!

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  14. *sigh* such a touching post. So well spoken, you are. :)

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  15. Kids who grow up with a mom like that are BLESSED. I was. Thanks for bringing back memories.

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  16. What a lovely post! Love the photo of your mom's hands!

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  17. Again you have outdone yourself. That is a beautiful photo, beautiful post, and a wonderful tribute to your mother.

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  18. Love the photo of your mom's hands! Kids who grow up with a mom like that are BLESSED.
    ~~HUGS~~

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  19. How wonderful that your mum and you are so close! Woderful that you got to spend quality time with her. Time is certainly precious!

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  20. I love reading your posts about your mom - i love the words you write...because they are true about moms...:)

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