Writers Workshop

I'm not much of a writer, but I love to participate in the blog hops.   They are fun, you meet new people and always get a chuckle out of someones blog.  This one is a writers workshop.  You pick from one of the following prompts and write on that, then go back here to link up.  Here are today's prompts.

1.) “I’m mad at myself. I’m embarrassed. I can’t believe after all these years, I’m still talking about my weight.” Poor Ope. What are you mad at yourself about?


2.) Divorce Dreams…a tempting alternative? A disaster to be avoided? Ever an option? Advice? What’s your take?

3.) What is the joy in your present moment?

4.) List 10 rules you’ve unlearned .(meaning 10 things you thought were expected of you or were the “right way” of doing things, but that you now ignore)

5.) Mother’s Day is coming…what is the secret behind the close bond you have with your mom? OR What do you do to create that close bond with your kids




This week has been an emotional one, and this topic seems to be screaming my name to write about it.  I know that the others are being funny, but I'm just not a funny person today (although I love laughing at the other posts).  This time last year we were saying goodbye to the most important person in our family.  I say that because I am talking about the one person everyone came to see, the one person that held us together.  Us=aunts, uncles, cousins.  This person was my grandmother.  It was a hard loss, but she was old, she was sick, she had lived her life.  She saw everyone of her children grow up, become adults, become parents and grandparents.  She saw one of her children become a great grand parent.  She had a good life.  This Saturday marks the one year anniversary of her death.  I choose not to dwell on that.  I choose to remember the days when she was alive.  The things that she did, the talks, the hugs the advice.  That is what I remember, not her death.  I don't think that is nearly as important as her life.

With Mother's Day coming up, I think about the things that made her the wonderful mother/grandmother that she was.  I think of the relationship I have with my mother, and my son.  My mom is my best friend, we go to lunch together just about every day, we talk, we laugh, we vent.  We are close.  She has always been the one that I can go to with anything, and it's amazing how when I'm about to loose my mind she happens to call right at that very moment.  My grandmother was the same way.  I hope and pray that when Cameron grows up he can say the same.  He comes to me with everything, I'm always on his side.  When he is wrong I stand with him, correct him and still love him with my whole heart.  I have learned a lot from my mother and grandmother.  We are close because of how we were raised, and I am raising my son the same way.  I don't lie to him, I don't leave him, I'm always there for him.

This Mothers Day - I will be spending it with my mom, and my son.  I hope you enjoy your day with your mother!