Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Absolutely Beautiful

I am searching for heartfelt and inspirational stories about family relationships, stories that share wisdom and teach important moral and life lessons, stories from which children and parents might derive hope, guidance and a smile after reading them.

I am conducting recorded telephone interviews to gather the information necessary to portray your story. Interviews last 30-45 minutes; just send an email (Go to “Links” for my address) requesting an interview appointment.

For those who prefer to write their story rather than participate in an interview, you must submit it via my website. Please visit www.gregoryelang.com and click the red corner on the home page just beneath the “Projects” tab.

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

NOTE: The deadline to offer a mother-daughter story has been reset to the original deadline of August 1st.

Now on to today’s post~

Today’s photo was sent to me by Tasha Via; she is posing with her little angel. Tasha’s website is www.tashavia.blogspot.com.

My editor has returned the first draft of Mom’s Little Angel. I have more work to do: a few more stories are needed and a few major life events have not been covered yet. Check in tomorrow for a list of subjects I hope will be addressed by new stories that have yet to come in.

To all the story-tellers who are considering participating in this project, please be aware of the following – I am now focusing on moments of great meaning, events that were pivotal and memorable in some way. I have all the sweet reflections I need that honor the mother for all she did. At this time I need stories of specific events that the reader can see themselves in, be it their past or anticipated future.

Jill and I have just returned from an extended-family gathering at the beach. There were 18 of us gathered in three condos overlooking the ocean. We ate, we drank, we laughed and we slept late. That’s what I call a family vacation! And yes, it is where I learned “argh” is an acceptable word in Scrabble.

I suppose I owe an update on the New Year’s resolution that counted the most – weight. The bad news is I did not reach my goal of 210 by June 15th. The good news is I now have only 5 more pounds to go. I’m down a total of 27 pounds since the beginning of the year.

And now on to a sample story:

A Loving, Giving Example

Whitney stood before the mirror getting ready for the biggest day of her life thus far, her wedding day. Her hair was done just as she had instructed, her dress was perfect, the flowers were gorgeous, yet something didn’t seem quite right. Her mind began to race; what had she forgotten, what could go wrong?

There was a light touch on her arm. “You look absolutely beautiful,” a soothing voice said. “He’s going to be so impressed, so very proud of you.” Whitney turned and looked into her mother’s beautiful reassuring green eyes. Her jitters faded away; everything was going to be all right now.

Her mother’s voice had always comforted and reassured, prompting Whitney to believe in the goodness of everyone, the best intention behind every action and the simple blessing of each new day. It was always her mother who could make anything seem better, who managed to find the bright side of things when everyone else saw only shadows. It was Claire, her mother, who Whitney had always wanted most to be like when she grew up.

Whether it was fresh bread in the oven or a pot roast whistling in a pressure cooker on the stove, the delicious smells of home cooking greeted Whitney each day when she burst through the front door returning home from school. And just as she did every afternoon when her daughter retuned home from school, Claire put aside what she was doing to sit at the kitchen table. There she and Whitney talked about the events of the young girl’s day. No detail was too small or meaningless; everything that bothered or interested Whitney was of upmost importance to Claire. And no matter what dilemma agonized Whitney, her mom managed to help her see things differently, to see things in a way that left the young girl feeling of confident, capable and worthy.

There were times when Claire had to work out of the home but she never once denied a phone call from Whitney, or any of her other children for that matter, or said that she was too busy to hear of what was on their minds. She was always there, a refuge from the big and scary world, a supporter and cheerleader for each of her children. Wanting more than anything else to be a good mom, Claire worked nights, reporting for duty after her husband had come home and her children had fallen asleep. Tired as she was, breakfast was always ready when her children arose in the morning, and she waited until they slipped out the door to catch the school bus before she let her eyelids close for some much needed rest.

The bride turned her gaze back to the mirror, not to look at herself again, but to admire the woman standing next to her, the woman who had taught her by example how to be the mother she knew she too would one day become.

If in doubt of what to tell me, just send an email and we’ll discuss it through until we reach a conclusion about which golden moments in your life need to be told.

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

1 comment:

Manic Mom said...

Hi there! Your family is beautiful! Thanks for stopping by Manic Mommy's ... I need to think of a story to share! Hmmm....

Sounds like it'll be a fab book!