Thursday, November 12, 2009

As days go...

This day was quite uneventful.
Thinking and writing and reading in glimpses seemed to be the trend with this crazy weather that we are having…COLD! (Let’s put it this way … it was in the sixties for a good part of the day and only hitting seventy for a short period of time, maybe an hour or so. That’s COLD for here in southern land!)
Comfort food too, and so tonight we ate the pressure cooker pot roast that Hubby and I made together, mostly me but he did help a bit with the potatoes and squash peeling and chopping.

What is it about the colder weather that makes most human beings think about small comforts? Food, socks, sweaters etc. all give one a fuzzy feeling of perhaps childhood when Mom would say things like: take this, do this, or eat this. Yes, that does sound right. Moms, weren’t they always the ones who set things right when the world would occasionally go spinning out of control? They would be the leveler, the even keelers, and the ones who knew how to set things straight and make everything all better once again.

And so why is it so many adult children (a very real oxymoron), treat their parents like children when they still have all their faculties? I can somehow understand that mean well behavior of reverse roles when parents do have some form of senility, but why when they do not? Unfortunately, my parents both passed away when I was still in my thirties years ago so I have no one that I can treat either way, but my husband’s Mom, who we see quite infrequently, since we live so far from one another, and I do try to treat her more as a friend than anything else. I suppose there is no handbook on how adult children should behave when dealing with their parents in any situation that may arise, but there should be. I know, I know, we really weren’t sent home with one, and for that matter of fact neither were they when we all had our own children! Trial and error was how it worked in the raising process. I do know there are many doctors who presume to know what to do in each and every situation, but do they really? No one is perfect, a revelation to us all, I know that is written somewhere in stone, but go with me here… What about the Golden Rule? Why can’t we just treat people how we want to be treated? Simplicity at it’s finest, what do you all think?

On that provocative questioning note I will bid you all a good night and tell you all to count those blessings and I will too!

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