{"id":335,"date":"2010-08-16T09:26:24","date_gmt":"2010-08-16T09:26:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.beliefnet.com\/thinplaces\/2010\/08\/im-not-turning-into-my-mother.html"},"modified":"2010-08-16T09:26:24","modified_gmt":"2010-08-16T09:26:24","slug":"im-not-turning-into-my-mother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.beliefnet.com\/columnists\/thinplaces\/2010\/08\/im-not-turning-into-my-mother.html","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m Not Turning Into My Mother&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment--><br \/>\n<span class=\"mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image\"><a href=\"http:\/\/blog.beliefnet.com\/thinplaces\/garden.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"garden.jpg\" src=\"https:\/\/wp-media.beliefnet.com\/sites\/113\/import\/assets_c\/2010\/08\/garden-thumb-200x129-17294.jpg\" width=\"200\" height=\"129\" class=\"mt-image-left\" style=\"float: left;margin: 0 20px 20px 0\" \/><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Mom stayed home with us until my youngest sister (I have<br \/>\nthree) was five. Even then, she went back to work part-time, as a pre-school<br \/>\nteacher. She has been a grandmother in training for two decades.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Every night, except Mondays when we had the special treat of<br \/>\nMcDonald&#8217;s, she cooked dinner&#8211;one for us, another for herself and Dad. I<br \/>\nremember walking with her in the backyard where she had four plots with<br \/>\nvegetables. I remember picking the butter beans and learning that lettuce is<br \/>\nbest in the early summer and stringing the string beans into a paper bag. Or<br \/>\nthere was the year when the pecan tree that shaded our backyard produced a<br \/>\nhundred-year crop. Our yard was knee-deep in pecans, so we gathered 116 pounds<br \/>\nof them into buckets. Some we shelled and roasted and froze for the winter.<br \/>\nOthers we took to a local candy-maker. Mom swam with us in the summers and read<br \/>\nbooks to us in the cooler months and, most important of all, was always around to<br \/>\nlisten to whatever we wanted to say. She also volunteered&#8211;at our schools, at<br \/>\nchurch, in the community. My mother was, and is, an excellent mother.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">And I&#8217;m not turning into her. I haven&#8217;t finished Penny&#8217;s or<br \/>\nWilliam&#8217;s baby book, for instance. I have only gone swimming with them once or<br \/>\ntwice. I haven&#8217;t spent as much time with Penny one-on-one doing &#8220;homework&#8221; (her<br \/>\nfavorite activity) as I intended this summer. And I fall down on the job with many<br \/>\nof my domestic duties. We order pizza more often than we think we should. The<br \/>\nsmall vegetable garden I started is overgrown&#8211;Peter has started to bring in the<br \/>\nproduce because I just can&#8217;t seem to catch up. There is always a pile of<br \/>\nlaundry on the bed. <\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">I could castigate myself for not living up to her example.<br \/>\nOr I could be grateful for the gifts she gave me, and recognize my own strengths<br \/>\nand weaknesses as a necessary part of who I am. I could admit my own<br \/>\nlimitations, my own imperfections, and recognize that my kids will benefit from<br \/>\nthose too. I don&#8217;t have completed baby books, but I do have a record of my kids<br \/>\nlives&#8217; through writing. I haven&#8217;t gone swimming with them, but their dad has. We<br \/>\neat pizza a lot, and we love it. So I&#8217;ve given up on becoming a master gardener<br \/>\nor providing a home-cooked meal every night. But I hope I&#8217;ve learned how to<br \/>\nlisten to my children and pass on a legacy of love.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mom stayed home with us until my youngest sister (I have three) was five. 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