Mother's Day
2009
I sent out 2 general 'Happy Mother's Day'
messages on Facebook & Myspace in a piss-poor
attempt to wish everyone a happy day.
I'm really thinking about my own mom today. Every day actually.
Alzheimers stole her from us, and from herself, a decade ago.
Alzheimer's sucks.
This AM my baby boy, who is a complete bed-hog by the way,
actually got up with me. Most days he stays in bed & sleeps in for
at least an hour. But it was very sweet of him I thought, to get up early just for me.
Now I know what you're thinking ... That can't be her boy ... he looks nothing like her!
Well, you're partly correct. He was adopted. But he & I are very close.
He's 53 and he still won't get his own apartment.
But I do admire his loyalty. He rarely leaves my side.
At my desk he sits on my shoulders or behind the small of my back.
When I'm packing orders, he's generally between my feet.
Watching a movie, he's sitting at my side.
Outside he's with me too. He loves the sun.
The longest we've been apart was when I drove to California. I was gone almost a month. I think he thought I had died, because the day I returned,
he took one look at me & I swear he thought he was seeing a ghost.
He ran off & hid under my bed, where I found him shaking, in a puddle of pee & pooping.
(In case you were wondering, that incident IS the origin of the terms:
"I'm so happy I could shit!" AND "scared shitless!".)
When I coaxed him out from under the bed & he realized it was really me -- and I cleaned him up ... he was suddenly the happiest pup in the world!
Anyway ...
Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there.
