The Naked Truth

Picture this, I am a small child living at home and it is the middle of the night and I need my mom.  She was one of those moms that was always there for you.  Unfortunately, when she came to take care of you or to take care of whatever you needed, she would show up naked.  Yup, I said naked.  God she would kill me if she could read this!!!  I don’t know why she never wore a robe or a coverup, but she didn’t.  This turned me off, so that in the future whenever I needed her I would grin and bear it and try to fix whatever I needed myself.

My mom was not an exhibitionist.  She was a very nice, sweet, and loving mom, wife, and grandma.  She was the type of mom who if you had a problem was there for you.  She seemed rather withdrawn and introverted, but when it came to her family she lost all her inhibitions.  Her family was her number one love and concern and there weren’t very many things she wouldn’t do for you.  You were number one on her list and would have your back whenever needed.  For example, just one example of things she would do for you is I needed company to go out in the wee hours of the night to pull a certain type of weed that I needed in order to put together a creation of mine which was to be a present for a friend.  Of course, I had let this project go until the last minute, but she was there for me.   When she was asked at midnight one summer night to go looking for a certain weed I needed. she was on it.  So, after the strike of midnight, we were crawling under a vi dock picking that certain weed that I needed.  (Now that is devotion.)

When I say she was sweet and kind I saw her as a mom who always wanted to please her man.  I never heard my mom and dad fight.  She would always take his word for things, at least in front of us kids, and left decisions, restrictions, and punishments to my dad.  I only saw them in an argument once.  That was about her being criticized for breaking a window well while she (yes she) was mowing the lawn.  You see, she adored my dad and who wouldn’t?  It seemed he knew how to sweet-talk her into anything. For example, when she finished painting the entire main floor of our house, Dad couldn’t stop complimenting her on her great job.  Accordingly, she would do it again in a heartbeat because of my Dad’s complimenting her.  (Did I say my dad was a smart man?)

I couldn’t have asked for a better mom with or without clothes,   As a child I felt she had no personality because of her being so submissive and introverted. I always thought she had no personality.  I sure was wrong.  I believe she was a bit shy, and as an adult, I see her as being extremely intelligent. She was a good listener and didn’t always have to be the outspoken one to have her opinion and ideas appreciated.  She kept a lovely home life for three girls and her husband.  She made all the wonderful meals, tried to keep everyone on track with their lives without being a nuisance, became the best grandma one could ask for, and left us all with wonderful lasting memories of a wonderful life because she was a great wife, mother, and grandma.

I am trying to live up to her standards daily, but the standards are very high.

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