Friday, May 16, 2008

Lessons

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~

Violette DeSantis of BellaOnline: The Voice of Women recently reviewed Daddy’s Little Girl and had this to say:

“Gregory E. Lang is a dad and a stepdad. He is a man who loves his family and daughters. To peruse a Lang book is like driving by one of those big old country houses with a big porch and a rocking chair. You must sit a spell and visit.”

Now I think that’s a fine compliment! Thanks Violette!

To read the entire review, please visit her page at http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art35744.asp

The following is the story Violette shared with me for Mom’s Little Angel; enjoy:

“We don’t pick our lessons.

Motherhood is a blessing, unique in each turn. Every child brought forth into this world brings something different to the table. I’ve had the opportunity to have three daughters and overall I’ve learned that we don’t get to pick our lessons in life. I’ve had to learn something new with each one. After two preemies, and the last that came exactly on time to the day, anything can happen and I suspect it affects your relationship down the road whether you think it or not.

For the most part, I’ve learned the hard way that they come when they’re ready. No expectant mother or even trained doctor can always stop that from happening. My first experience at motherhood was with Cristina Joy. Cristina came ten weeks early, and so began the relationship.

I called her my Yoda, you know, because of the way she was all wrinkly and not like the other babies. I didn’t want to leave her in the hospital but I remember the NICU doctor firmly telling me that she was a preemie who was going to be all right. Boy, he should thank God that he was right because that was the word as far as I was concerned. That was my baby girl there and she was going to be all right.

The next obstacle I faced was her first little baby book. Her first five weeks with leads hanging from her to be attached here and there to noisy machines with flashing lights. It was awkward to consider showing people her baby pictures. I snapped right out of that fast and decided, it was my baby, these are her pictures, and there is nothing wrong with her.

I can’t tell you how many ups and downs there were. Things I would brush off and distance myself from kind of. I did not think really how it impacted my life. I was definitely on autopilot. We saw specialists for this, that and the other thing…just to make sure they were dotting their i’s and crossing their t’s, I suppose.

Soon she was no different than any other baby. And oops, now before you know it she is a tween with two younger sisters. Oh, she’s nothing special, I have to treat her the same as her sisters and all (wink), except in my heart.

And that is where my dilemma used to lie, in my heart. I’ve heard tell that you love all your children the same, but I don’t believe that. I believe you love them the same amount, but I also believe you love them differently. For seven years she had been an only child, then we had to love another and then another. I certainly believe my love multiplied, but I also have learned different things about the love I have for each girl.

Cristina Joy brought strength to the family as I began a journey into motherhood, and with my husband, parenthood. Patricia Ann has brought growth to the family as I realized there is always more room for love. And lastly, Elise Adele has completed a family, and taught me it was a blessing to hold onto the early throws of motherhood one last time and be reminiscent of my many journeys.

I can embrace each one of them for what they’ve given me and their life is that much more meaningful to me than anything else in the world.”

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

2 comments:

mylou said...

First I would like to say thank you for leaving a comment to my blog. It was a surprise for me really. And I am thankful to come to know your site as it is such a great one. I am considering to write my memories with my loving mother, will need time for that and I am really hoping I could. Thank you again and will be frequently here.

Sidney said...

I happened on your site while reading a friends tribute to her Mother. I love projects such as the one you are engaged in at present. I am one of 7 daughters(also had 3 brother and 3 foster siblings)and Mother to 5 beautiful daughters, and one handsome son, myself. My beautiful Mother was killed in 1977 on her way to attend my first daughters christening. I always considered it a "tender mercy" that my daughter was born 5 weeks early, on my Mothers birthday so I had one last visit before she left us. That experience forever changes the Mother daughter relationship because there comes this new realization of just how much you were loved. For the first time you begin to understand "mother" love. It transcends all others. Fortunately for our family just weeks before Mom's death she had been nominated Mother of the year for the State of Arizona. She was so excited to be going to New York City. But it wasn't about the honor,she was just excited about the platform it could provide her to speak for those things she cared so deeply and passionately about, abortion and the sanctity of the family.Each of my sibling wrote letters about her as part of the competition process. A fitting way to say good bye. But I think the greatest tribute that we have since given her is our families. My 6 sisters and I feel it our greatest gift of life to have had the luxury to all be "stay at home" Mothers. Between us we have raised 58 children. Not a bad one in the bunch!One of my friends really hit it on the head when she told me after she's spent a week in our home "you're Mom is amazing, she treats everyone of her children as if they were an only child, and has love left over".
Good luck with your wonderful project.