Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Mommy Magic

I am searching for heartfelt and inspirational stories about mother-daughter relationships, stories that share wisdom and teach important moral and life lessons, stories from which daughters and moms might derive hope and guidance after reading them.

What did you learn from this unique parent-child relationship, how it has changed over the years, how you two dealt with conflict, etc? The stories can be about good or bad times, as long as the result is something others can learn from. There are no format or length requirements.

For more information about submitting your story, please visit my website, www.gregoryelang.com, and click the red corner on the home page, just beneath the “Projects” tab.

I’m also conducting recorded telephone interviews for those who prefer to tell rather than write their story. Just send me an email with your phone number and dates/times you are available. Interviews typically last 30-45 minutes.

If you’d like to submit a daughter-mom photo to display on this blog, please email it to greg.lang@mindspring.com.

If this is your first visit to my blog, please read the Frequently Asked Questions posted on March 20, 2008.

The deadline for submitting your story or participating in an interview is August 1, 2008.

Now on to today’s post~

Today’s photo is of Lynn Dale and her oldest daughter; it appeared last year in “Thank You, Mom,” (a great Mother’s Day present, if you haven’t decided what to get your mom!). I thought it a fitting photo to accompany the tributes to moms I have received recently. Below are just a few.

One new mom wrote to me recently to tell me how, now with a child of her own, she appreciates her own mother so much more than she did. She says:

“So here is to my mom, for losing sleep all those nights, for changing a gazillion diapers (which, by the way, were not disposable), for getting barf on her clothes and baby food in her hair, for never throwing me out the window when I would not stop crying, and for all the things I am yet to be truly thankful for. Things like science projects and prom and holding my hair when I had the stomach flu and catching the chicken pox from me and not holding it against me. And now, for loving my son and dropping everything to ride down to the hospital with me when he bashes his head open. For being there, at the drop of a hat, whenever I need her.”

Another daughter told me of a conversation she had with her mom one night after having spent a long afternoon with her toddler:

"You know, it was the way it's supposed to be, right down to the final moments of the day. She cuddled up to me and we talked until she fell asleep on my chest. It was just so sweet."

Her mom laughed. "Sweetheart," she said, "How it's supposed to be only happens often enough to get you through the 99% of the time when it is not.”

Finally, another daughter sent this:

“My mom was a stay at home mom. Growing up, I remember knowing that when I came home from school she was going to be there. It provided a sense of security for me. I remember one day in particular. When I was in the 4th grade, my best friend was accidently killed over the weekend. My teacher told the class the news that Monday morning. I held in my emotions until I got home from school. I could not wait to get home so that I could tell my mom because I knew she would be there for me, to help me understand and make things better.

By her not working outside the home, we did not have a lot of things other kids had. I realize now she put me far above her own needs and wants. I recently became a mother and I am striving to be the same kind of mother she was.”

I’m delighted to be trusted to share these tributes. Please keep them coming.

Well, I guess that’s enough for today. Thanks so much for visiting my blog. Now go out and hug somebody!

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