Simon: My Mom is the best at naps. Sometimes, I try and beat her at it, but I get distracted a lot. She doesn’t even move when I touch her shoulder, like I do with dad. She must have practiced so hard.
Every morning, she takes hair from my tail, and messes with dad. That’s when he slaps his face in his sleep. I try and fight her off. But then we fight the mighty snake dragon…with its five shiny heads. Just when I almost get it…it changes back to her hand. I think she’s a magician.
I’m so glad she got me from the shelter…
Little Bit: And that Vet, they wanted to give me the Senior Physical. Can you believe that, I’m just a puppy. How long have we known each other? Ten years? Seven years? Really, I am astonished. And they call themselves professionals. Hey, Simon, look at that rabbit. Do you have those in the City?
I Don’t know why you got this little beagle. He’s so annoying and he never listens. He doesn’t even chase rabbits. Just stands out there smelling flowers.
Little Bit: But I guess he’s ok. And your guy is ok too. He has a nice beard. And it’s nice when he sings to me. As long as you’re happy. And remember, you’re always my girl.
Happy Mother’s Day.
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Ethan: …no I’m telling you,mom loves this sort of thing.
Simon: How can you be sure?
Ethan: Because I married her.
Simon: How well do you really know a person?
Ethan: You’re not even a year old,Balto.
Simon: I don’t know…
Ethan: Say the thing.
Simon: Thank you for adopting me. I would adopt you and dad too. Happy Mother’s Day. Love,Simon. Like that?
Ethan: yeah,good job.
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My mom left my dad
That’s what I’m most proud of her for
it enabled us to finally breathe and acknowledge that something wasn’t right
Before? it was like standing still in the dark pretending that the sun hasn’t set
knowing full well that it has
but no one is talking about it …so …what can you do
oh people are people and they talk I’m sure
In fact , I know …
but you didn’t see the things that I saw
and if there is one thing I’ve learned??
never judge a family or a person
you don’t know what hell lies behind doors
Mom taught me how to read , write and appreciate the arts
she even taught me to dance
I have a lot of good stories about her
of all the children, I might even be the most like her, I don’t know
We both notice small things, are easily distracted and enjoy sitting in diners watching people
for hours ( as long as hot chocolate and a book is close by )
She came to life after she left
Did she leave him for another man?
She did it for herself and the children
All the years I was growing up?
it was like she was in a box …
like Princess Belle if you will
present ..but emptied of everything that makes a person
I can’t tell you why she left..
That’s her story
What I can tell you is she’s a strong woman
it took a lot of courage
I was there
I helped her leave
Separations happen everyday
But we cast a judgmental eye
Never considering the possibility that separation or divorce is ok
Well I believe that it is
it’s deeper than merely sleeping with another person
I believe you’ve broken your marriage vows the minute you hit her
I believe you’ve broken them the minute you cut off affection and intimacy
the minute you start looking at her as an object , something beneath you
to control and manipulate
relationships are hard I get that
it’s two people with issues and desires and complications and love
But you won her heart .. great…are you trying to keep it?
My mom was in a box
unable to be herself to have a thought or word that was her own
and she had the courage to break free
So this Mother’s Day
Because I’m tired of all the cliche’s
I would like to say Happy Mother’s Day
I will always see her as the image above
because I’ve seen a strength and a courage that I never knew
My mom is a real Southern Lady
not a redneck
She taught me to dance to write and appreciate the arts…to read and enjoy life
but she also taught me how to pray
to always stand for right because it’s right
regardless of the opinion of the masses
Happy Mother’s Day
To all Mother’s Like My Mom