mythoughtsxactly's posterous http://mythoughtsxactly.posterous.com My random thoughts on life and how it operates :) posterous.com Sun, 20 Feb 2011 16:44:00 -0800 MawMaw http://mythoughtsxactly.posterous.com/mawmaw http://mythoughtsxactly.posterous.com/mawmaw

Don't speak to her like that.

All the years she's spoken to you.

Never letting her manners slip

You never caught her off her game.

 

She used to be perfect.

Never slouching; legs crossed.

The only time her shoulders dropped were when she dropped down to pick me up.

She sat with her legs crossed, and taught me to cross mine.

"You look like a boy."

She never sugar-coated ANYTHING...

Still. She was perfect.

So don't speak to her like that.

Don't you remember the meals she cooked? For YoU?

The sacrifices she made to make and keep her family happy?

How dare you.

She fixed me a grapefruit.

Yes, just a grapefruit.

But I remember it now, 14 years later.

In my sickness she catered to me.

She gave me her bed to lie in, even though Price is Right was on..

So don't speak to her like that.

She is the strongest woman I know.

I'd never seen her cry.                     Never seen her upset.

She gave and gave and gave and gave, never ONCE asking for Anything in return.

                She wouldn't accept if you tried.

Her house was our house; it still is.

Grand Central Station we often call it.

Never was there a day without visitors, yes, visitorS - plural.

So don't speak to her like that.

True, her words don't come out right anymore,

"How you doin' MawMaw?"             "Yes, it was."

"Are you hungry MawMaw?"            "I think he did.."

True, she doesn't reach for my niece the way she reached for me.

Her unmatched strength replaced now by unbelievable weakness.

True, you are the one feeding her now.

      Wiping her mouth

           Sitting her up straight

               Catering...

But don't speak to her like that,

Don't you think she deserves a little reciprocity?

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Sat, 22 Jan 2011 09:53:00 -0800 family + friends = Fands! http://mythoughtsxactly.posterous.com/family-friends-fands http://mythoughtsxactly.posterous.com/family-friends-fands

I just made that up, literally. I kow it's lame but you'll understand once you read this...IF you read this.

So. Last night was a very eventful night for reasons that will go unmentioned. However, my friends were there with and for me the entire time though. Which got me thinking:

Everyone says friends are so important 'cause you need someone to talk to and share love with and yada yada. Which is, in part, true. But in reality, you can talk to your family like that. Sure most people don't and some don't have a family. However, you (or at least I) reach a point in a friendship where you share love for your friends. And, in my opinion, that love makes them familiy. They have all the qualities that a member of your family has and you see them [if you attend the same school of course] almost everyday! As you do your family. My point is, I rely on my family for a number of things including support, love, guidance, and help and I [maybe not "you"] rely on my friends for the same. My friends are my family.

 

Maybe I am just going along with what everyone else already says, but I just realized it for myself. I wanted to write this. Do you agree?

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