Saturday, November 22, 2003
Making Good
This week’s gonna be all about family. I’m packing now to go be with the paternal side of my family, and my mom called me while waiting at the airport down where she lives, as the maternal side of my family is gathering there.
I struck a deal with her.....
The only one in my family who knows this url is my brother, who’s in these pictures. He won’t visit this site, gives him the jibblies I think, cuz it’s personal. But I tell him just about everything so that’s funny. Guess he rather hear it straight from me. Fair enough.
My mom on the other hand, goes crazy not knowing, not being able to read this. Sometimes I think there’s nothing here to keep from her, then I remember she’ll have a nervous breakdown if she sees foul language or the slightest hint of ... well, anything. I’m not ready for all that. She’s jealous of momhow, I have awe for mihow and how her whole family seems very cool about the whole thing. My mom wants to post as mamasita. She’s precious but I won’t let her. My aunts understand this. She’s always chosen a sheltered life. She says one of the reasons she divorced my father is “because he said the eff word all the time”. I censor myself plenty as it is.
So the deal is, for whatever reason, my mom wants her picture up, because friends always say “your mom is a hottie” and I think, at 53, it makes her really happy. It just happens that last week she spent two days scanning in old slides from when we kids were small. In this one I think she’s about 28 and I’m 3. It’s crazy to think she is my present age, in this picture. A mom. We were at the pool all the time. I remember her teaching me to “breath under water” and in the winter, we ice skated.
Here’s my beautiful mom, of whom I am still overprotective.
I’m in a very nostalgic mood :]
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