I have a dear, sweet friend, age 50 (-+) who has just found out that she has colon cancer. She was to see the surgeon today. I haven't heard the results yet. But, she said that when the doc told her what was wrong, her first thought was, "I want my mom."
I was telling my daughter this and she said, " I am in touch with that emotion. When Mom died, I wanted her back, and I couldn't understand how the rest of the world just kept on doing what it was doing, people kept laughing, and I was miserable 'cause my mom just died."
I know how they felt, too. When my wife died, I wanted my mom. My mother was the kindest gentlest soul that there ever was, and if she had been here, she would have helped my kids and I through the loss.
All this brought back another memory. When my dad passed away in 1968, I can remember Mom telling me that in the last few moments of his life, Dad asked for his mom.
In thinking about all this, I have come to the conclusion that we want our moms whenever there is a crisis. Who did most of us turn to when we were children and had a crisis, even a minor boo-boo? It was mom. Moms are natural nurturers. I loved my dad, my kids love me, and I am sure my friend loves her dad, but because of Mom's gentle love, constant, and available, we always turn to her first.
Tonight, Prof came home and was unloading about her day at school. Both good and bad. Then she apologized because she felt she was bringing negativity into my home. She said that when she was in Montana teaching, if she had a bad day at school, she had no family nearby to unload on, so she would pick up the phone and call her mom.
So, you moms out there, bless you all!
I wonder how Eve handled Cain and Abel???