The door bell just wouldn't stop. "Who is that at the door? What do they want with me? Why don't they just go away? Who stands at some one's door and pushes that button over and over again for 30 minutes? Some kind of psycho? If that is the case then I am definitely NOT answering that door!" "GO AWAY! I'M NOT HOME" she screeamed at the top of her lungs.
Ten minutes later, sitting on the Queen Anne sofa, watching the Kirby salesman try and find dust mites in the untouched white carpet, Kimberly seriously regretted opening that door. "Would she have to buy the stupid thing just to get rid of him? Whatever the price - it would be worth it. " she silently mussed.
Why hadn't she gotten dressed? All the bell ringing must have rattled her brains. She had imagined some blood covered neighbor running from a man with an axe, or, a little less dramatic, the FedEx delivery man with an important envelope. If someone really were waiting on her door step for first aid, it would have been selfish to stop and put on pants and a shirt. "Sorry you died, I was having a bad day and didn't want to answer my door. When I decided I should, I wanted to be sure and look my best, just in case it was a good looking man coming to take me away from all of this." If it were Fed Ex, that would only take a minute and didn't even require the door to be completely open - no need for a matching outfit. So, here she sat - in her old, yellow silk robe, with the belt missing, watching this moron suck nothing out of her pristine carpet.
"Could this day get any worse?"
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Mother's Day
My Mom loves me no matter what. She is the perfect example of unconditional love. To be worthy of her love I only have to be. There is no requirement for me to "do".
Every crazy thing I do, she supports me. If I were to call her up tomorrow and tell her that I have a great opportunity and I am moving to the Moon, she would be proud of me. She would be sad that I would be living so far away, but she would tell all her friends about her smart, adventurous, special daughter and her great opportunity on the moon.
The other day I observed a man walking his dog. He had the customary plastic bag full of dog doo in his hand. I know that makes him a responsible pet owner and all that, but it doesn't add anything to the idyllic scene. Anyway, it triggered memories of all the dogs I had as a kid. I NEVER remember picking up a single pile of dog poop. I am serious - NEVER! We had more dogs than I can remember. We played in the yard all the time and I never stepped in any, or even saw any. I KNOW they must have pooped, as all dogs do. The only explanation I can think of is that my mom must have done it.
Mom picked up all the poop. That is what she does for those she loves. She takes care of all the "poop" she can for us. She doesn't complain, ask for help, or look for praise. She is a great mother. She loves without requirements and she serves those she loves with all her heart and strength.
Every crazy thing I do, she supports me. If I were to call her up tomorrow and tell her that I have a great opportunity and I am moving to the Moon, she would be proud of me. She would be sad that I would be living so far away, but she would tell all her friends about her smart, adventurous, special daughter and her great opportunity on the moon.
The other day I observed a man walking his dog. He had the customary plastic bag full of dog doo in his hand. I know that makes him a responsible pet owner and all that, but it doesn't add anything to the idyllic scene. Anyway, it triggered memories of all the dogs I had as a kid. I NEVER remember picking up a single pile of dog poop. I am serious - NEVER! We had more dogs than I can remember. We played in the yard all the time and I never stepped in any, or even saw any. I KNOW they must have pooped, as all dogs do. The only explanation I can think of is that my mom must have done it.
Mom picked up all the poop. That is what she does for those she loves. She takes care of all the "poop" she can for us. She doesn't complain, ask for help, or look for praise. She is a great mother. She loves without requirements and she serves those she loves with all her heart and strength.
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