I miss having a mother to give motherly advice. I do. Not just on Mother’s Day, either.
Almost every day.
I miss the way my mother would nag me about every little thing.
Like, have I sent a thank-you note to Aunt Jo? Or when am I coming to visit again?
When things go wrong I miss whining to my mother, who was almost always on my side. Almost.
I miss having someone in my life who thought everything I wrote was Pulitzer-worthy. (But I’m realistic, so I only want one person in my life like that. I want the truth, too!)
Family gossip–I miss that, I do. My mother always knew the best stuff about the family and I always lived too far to be in the mix. Truth is, I didn’t want to be in the mix, but I did want to be updated. She was my connection to that kind of stuff.
I miss that she’s not here to enjoy the fact that M and I are back together. She never did get over our divorce. Oh, I know she knows, way up there in the heavens. But it would be nice to have her here, laughing with us. She’d have liked that, too.
Oh, for sure, my mother wasn’t perfect. She could be a big pain in the ass.
Nonetheless, she was my mother and now that she’s been gone 15 years I’m starting to forget what it was like to HAVE one. She’s not around me at all, really, unlike my Father, who apparently has taken me on as his project even in the afterlife. It’s rare to see her in a dream and when I have readings, she’s not the one who is front and center.
In life, though, she was always front and center. Oh boy, was she.
I hate having to admit this, but I also miss my mother’s advice.
On certain things.
Which is why I love Becky Blades’ new book:
Buy this book for yourself or a girlfriend. Or both.
Do your laundry or you’ll die alone: advice your mom would give you if she thought you were listening is a brilliant book title and it describes perfectly the sage advice the paper-bound volume contains.
And the subtitle? Advice your mom would give you if she thought you were listening. Or, in my case, if she were alive to tell you.
This book rang my chimes in a good way.
So here are a few of the pithy pieces of motherly advice author Becky Blades offers that made me think, smile and laugh out loud more than once.
When someone asks for help, always give her something. You don’t have to give her what she asks for, but you can give her a word of encouragement, a helpful idea or a caring glance. Beautiful and kind advice that would benefit anyone.
The number one cause of guilt is doing wrong. Ok, this one made me laugh. Hard. Because it’s so right on the money!
A friend who is mad at you for taking her car keys is better than a dead friend. If a kid learns nothing else, this would be enough.
Friends don’t let friends get discount body art. True, dat. I will say no more.
Live and let live. This results in a far calmer and more peaceful life, doesn’t it?
Oh, I loved this book. And so will you.
It’s the beginning of a new year. Valentine’s Day is coming and so are birthdays of women friends we love. Or daughters.
I hope you’ll run right out and buy this cute little tome for the women you love. Maybe some have lost their own moms and would appreciate this volume even more.
And if you’re lucky enough to have a mother, this, along with a lovely card and note from you, would make a spectacular Mother’s Day gift in May.
Becky sent me a book to review but as always, my opinions are my own, and this book I recommend, with absolutely NO reservations.