Suleiman
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My mother used very few aphorisms. Still dosen't, really. She taught me a lot, and she's still teaching me a lot. She encouraged me to write, and did her damnedest to help me stay in school - until she met my teachers, counselor, and principal. Then she encouraged me to get the hell out and take the GED. She taught me philosophy, theosophy, and ethics. She kept me grounded by telling me about all the members of her family that I hadn't met. She taught me how to make kibbe, and she taught me how to dance when I went to the powow. She shared her dreams, her illusions, her delusions, her whimsies, and her delights. She taught me how to slack off. She taught me how to remain unconcerned in the face of overwhelming adversity. She taught me how to accept the mindless assault of an uncaring universe with grace and humor, rather than fear and doubt. She taught me how to get over myself, and in the process discover who I really was. I talk to her on a regular basis now that I'm an adult. She's one of a very tiny number of people with whom I feel comfortable enough to discuss anything that is happening in my life, good, bad, or indifferent. She's also one of a very select few with whom I am willing to share the entire range of my thoughts and ideas. Most of the people I associate with only have a few interests in line with my own, and I have learned from hard experience that it is frequently pointless to discuss things outside of our mutual range of interests. I wouldn't say that she is my best friend, but I am damn glad to have made her acquaintance. I'm sorry for your losses, Dix and Jenn, but really they're still with you. If there's one thing I learned from my mother, when her mother passed away, is that grandma never really left. It's just a little harder to call her up and ask for advice.
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Think of my verbosity as a sort of litmus test for our relationship. I write in a manner identical to how I speak and how I think. If you can not cope with what I have written here, it is probably for the best if we go our separate ways.
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