It's been a quiet day here, with John and Liz having lunch at Keryn's place to celebrate Mother's day. I'm not one to make a big fuss over what seems to have become over commercialised occasions, however it was lovely to catch up.
I was reading an Eleanor Dark novel years ago, and one paragraph struck me so much I copied it out so I could remember it. And when all the ads are screaming about what you 'deserve' for Mother's day, I think of this...
"And she said sadly " Parents are very selfish creatures Tom."
He protested indignantly "Selfish? Nonsense! Give up their whole lives to a pack of ungrateful brats! Get nothing in return! Selfish be damned!"
She shook her head. "There's nothing we ever do for them that gives them half the joy they give us,- just by existing."
from "Return To Coolami."
Becoming a mother was the making of me; thank you my boys...
3 comments:
Mereth, you are so right. I feel the same way about my son, definitely was the making of me.
That is beautiful!
I agree.
Judy
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