Rainy Days

Rainy days = heavy reminiscing. At least that's how my brain reacts when raindrops fall from the sky. It has literally been pouring in my little corner of the world since yesterday evening and memories have simultaneously flooded my thoughts.

When my children were small, I relished stormy days with our family all "snug as a bug" in our modest home. With the passage of time, my children have grown and are making their own way in this world. Days of our immediate family together on a rainy day has become a rare event, as evidenced this morning when my son left for college classes and I spoke at length with my daughter by phone from her North Carolina home. Alone on a rainy day? Nothing earth shattering, or enough to find myself at the brink of depression, just different.

From the time I was small, rain has always evoked a certain feeling of "peace" that I cannot fully describe, but most definitely experience. Perhaps it stems from my own mother having experienced these same thoughts and emotions and they filtered through the gene pool . Or, perhaps realizing the ENORMITY of the life giving gift water brings from our God, oftentimes at just the right moment (where ARE all the "rain" metaphors coming from?) . :)

I have been blessed with so many wonderful "points to ponder" on rainy days. I hope you have too!

PS: It's raining

Clueless?!!!!!!!!!

Be forwarned experienced Bloggers out there, I'm a "Blog Rookie". Now that the cumulative gasps have subsided, let me share what prompted me to join the blog scene.

Innocently enough, I was recently reading through my daughters blog, beaming with pride at her wit and humor. Then, to quote Emeril, "BAM!!!!! There it was, a reference to Mom (i.e., ME!!!). Now when the words "Mom" and "clueless" appear in the same sentence, sirens begin sounding in my head and the ol "because I'm the Mom and I say so" mentality kicks in. After deep breathing, I continued reading the remaining posts, but my mind kept returning to that one word, "clueless", REALLY?!!!!!!

I vividly remember the exact moment I knew the world of socializing had snatched my daughter. There was no keeping her to myself from that point forward. Advice and warnings targeting typical parental concerns...school, friends, boys, drinking, drugs, cell phones, etc., etc., were tolerated and often met with rolling of the eyes, silent treatments and "you're ruining my life" letters when opinions differed. But here's the thing, when raising our kids, my husband and I were parents first, rather than their friend. Guess what? Our kids have matured into intelligent, independent and caring adults who I am now proud to say are also now "friends". Clueless? Maybe, maybe not.

You know, at this point in my life there's nothing more satisfying as hearing my adult child say, "Mom, you were right when you said .....".
Clueless? Hmmmmmmmmm.

One day in the near future my dear daughter, you too will likely experience "parental cluelessness" and when you do, just smile and know that ol Mom "told you so" (again). Rest assured you're surely on the right course if labeled "clueless" by your own child.