The first thought that comes to mind when I think of my mother are the innumerable fights we have had. We fight like crazy, the crazier the discussions the crazier the fights, at the end of which we agree to disagree on many things, and then cheers it out with coffee and her favourite merci bars.
To me fights bring out the essence of a relationship with a person. A good fight, and then to turn back immediately, sit and talk like always, without as little a hangover of what happened… those kinds of bonds are very rare. I can freely fight with her, be grumpy and ask for a cup of coffee and a hug, the next minute
MJ and I have differences in opinion on many matters, starting from characters in books, to politics, to lifestyle and behaviour & people. But there are equally or more similarities we share between us. But at the end of the day, she gives me the space to truly talk it out, if possible fight it out, to argue and discuss, and I can indulge in these ideas because I don’t have the fear of losing her or being judged by her… I remain her daughter and her best friend and she remains my mother and best friend, irrespective of whatever transpires between us..
I guess, that sums up my bond with my mother .. Happy Mother’s Day, MJ.
I’ve always been very selfish about my mother (are you?). I want my morning cuppa of coffee from her or her call when I wake up first thing in the morning.. I want her full attention when I’m telling her about my day, the stories that come to mind anytime. I want her to respond with equal enthusiasm when I discuss and argue about every possible thought that crosses my way.. I get irritated when she feels lazy about things I feel strongly about she should be doing. I am a very stubbirn daughter you see 😛 (in her I find my model…Though she will never agree.. Ask her and she’ll say I’m the only person she fights/argues/breaksup with 😛 mothers & daughters 😛 😛 but that’s the bond we share … Somebody I can wholeheartedly fight without an inkling of feeling judged! Oh yes, fighting is very important to me, if I can fight with somebody it is a indicator that I like that person – quirky Aquarian trait;))
But, I have been fortunate that I am born to a woman who has consciously kept aside time for these little things about her children in a day. Mothers are of different kinds mine turns out to be this way. After all the time I take from her, she still finds time to do all her personal work, her 9 hours of sleep, stays happy, rejuvinated and refreshed. That’s the lesson learnt .. 🙂 if I plan to become one, I do have a big shoes to fill..