I have thought about my late Mum in very random moments this week. The first time was when I saw that actress who played Lucy in Dallas described as the “poison dwarf” in a newspaper. I thought only my Mum called her that. It is funny how we can get these things so wrong. Apparently the actress recently lost her fiance and is using her appearance on Dancing on Ice on the telly as a bit of a personal revival.
On Thursday, my son was diagnosed with migraines. This was good news as, like most Mums, when he is ill I fear the worst. Migraines are not great but we can devise strategies to help him. My mum used to have migraines brought on apparently after the loss of her own Mum. Strange connections again.
I will be having an important telephone call this week which just might help my life move forwards in leaps and bounds. I am nervous about it. I hate my telephone voice so very much. However, it is important and nerves must be overcome. The conversation is with someone I admire and someone I hope to get to know better in coming months. I can bottle it or I can do the right thing and seize the day. Groovy Mums believe in “carpe diem” so I will be reporting back on that call and the outcome next week. I am very keen to reveal all to those who have supported me so much over the last few years, months and weeks. Watch this space!
Thinking about the call reminded me of my Mum again. When my much older brother left school in the early Seventies, he really struggled to find work. Mum got on the telephone to the poshest hotel in nearby town and pretty much begged them to give him a chance. Her passion must have come across well because although they did not have a job going, they said if he could appear at a sister hotel about 80 miles away, they may have something for him. He became a waiter and got trained in silver service. This has stood in good stead in times of crisis all his life. It also gave him a taste for the finer things in life. He has travelled to exotic locations and worked for a very well-known clothing company and in his own business. He has hob-nobbed with celebrities and royalty. Everything he has is of the very best quality whether cars, furniture or clothing.
I reflect that had Mum not proactively taken action on his behalf his life would have looked very different. He would probably have gone into a trade and stayed in our home town in the North. There is nothing wrong with that but Mum’s call opened up new possibilities for him.
So how do I round all this up? By remembering that Mum had to be a Mum even on the days when she was feeling lousy. That probably left her feeling exhausted a lot of the time. Who is to say that on the day she made that life-changing call for my brother she did not have one of her headaches? Mums battle on through it all on behalf of their children even when they are grown-ups. Mum can’t make the call for me this week so I will be very much her daughter and take the risk. It might lead to all sorts of adventures.
I am linking up with Little Legacy over on the Alexander Residence blog where the lovely Penny tells us about her very lovely mum.