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“Be daring, be different, be impractical; be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary.”

Sir Cecil Beaton, British photographer (1904-1980)

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Sometimes, you feel like a parade, even if only on the inside. Changing your view point, or finding the silly in the mundane, is critical to surviving the stress. Laughter, loud and long, is good for your heart and spirit, even though others want to silence you.

One of the fond memories of fun things I have done, as a Mom, was going as a chaperone with my daughter’s class to the Smithsonian museum of Art & History. Luckily, my daughter is one of those free spirited, highly responsible, fairy dust spreaders in the Universe. What made it so much fun? We spoke in a British accent the whole time. Silly? Absolutely. But, she was a child who played along so her friends thought it was funny too. Everyone chimed in if able – on the bus or in the museum.

There are so many wrong turns we can make as a human being in our many roles and responsibilities. Some people will never understand a slightly twisted sense of humor or a quirky way of looking at things. Everything is so very serious — until you finally need a laugh and some extra serotonin.

But as Dr. Seuss said:

“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “To Be Resolved.”
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The resolution that I continue to seek is how to parent, and build a relationship with my adult children from a distance far away not to block their view, but let them see that I still keep a light on in the window.

When it comes to the relationship with our children, I don’t know that we ever reach “resolution” because we each change every day.  I am trying to respect the distance even if my experience with my parents was different.

Since this is a major goal in my life, and always was, I am reprinting this post from July 16, 2014.

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I love you and you will always be my child. I have been trying to stretch and grow to accommodate your view of life, but I realize that I am uncomfortable at times. Perhaps, it is because I am out of my comfort zone trying to be inside of yours. When I raised you, I had hoped to give you good character and kindness. Given your origins, independence, intelligence, and strong opinions could not help but be part of your nature. Sometimes, those opinions hurt me. You know I am sensitive and I was an easy target. But, still, I love you.

You have chosen to live your life differently than I have chosen to live mine. I try to keep my door open to you whenever you want to walk through it. We have made, and continue to make, different choices. I did not want to choose sides. I…

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Get a group of siblings together, add a parent, or memories of one, and you will discover that you cannot imagine that you lived in the same house. It is incredible the variety of memories and stories from our youth that seem so different. Our emotions, inflections, good and bad, vary based on the relative telling the story. And, of course, we each think that someone else was her favorite.

At each family gathering, without my mother, the memories flow and the perspectives she left each of us with, becomes a topic of conversation. Her physical presence is not with us, but she is always a part of who we are and how we keep her with us.

We carry on her stories and merry escapades to share with our own children. By keeping her stories alive, we keep her a part of our lives always and make sure that our children and grandchildren realize how big a place she holds in our hearts. We sing her songs and greet each new family member with the lasting wishes she asked us to pass on. Her legacy of love is a promise we keep.

Luckily, Mom lived an interesting life, and had her own quirky way of looking at things, so that the story never ends.

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“The dishwasher needs to be emptied and could you sort your laundry?”
‘What do you do when I am not here?’
‘Can you buy this?’
‘Do you need change?’
‘You over analyze everything!’

Adolescent angst and righteous indignation from a son to his clueless mother.

Thank G-d for my grandchildren!

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