Posted in childhood, Family life, First Friday Five

Five apologies I owe my mother

In honor of Mother’s Day, I’d like to use May’s First Friday Five to offer some long overdue apologies to my mother.  I should also thank my own children for revealing my past transgressions.

Dear Mother,

1. I am sorry for all those times you had to repeat yourself because I wasn’t listening. Your voice deserved to be heard the first time, not the fifth or twentieth.

2.  I apologize for all those times my morning irritability replaced your good mood with my lousy one, especially on those mornings you made French toast or pancakes before school. 

3. I’m sorry about some of those times I ran to you complaining about something my sister did. Please note, I do not apologize for any time I said “Mooooooooom, she’s humming at me. Maaaaaaaake her stop,” because, as we all know, that humming was really annoying.

4. I wish I could take back every time I said, “Ugh, spaghetti again?”

5. Above all, I apologize for interrupting you all those times you wanted a moment of peace to take a bath, finish a chapter, use the bathroom, phone a friend, press a seam and so on.


As punishment, I’m sending myself to my room without any supper.

Sincerely,  momandme

Your daughter.

P.S. I Love you, Mom! You’re the best.


Posted in childhood

Thank you,Shirley Temple

Like many, today I was saddened to learn Shirley Temple Black passed away. Throughout her long life, she inspired many with her bouncy curls, tap shoe clad feet and those blond curls. As she aged, her childhood remained an ageless epitome of adorable.  I admire the work she did as an adult, but I have a selfish and personal reason for mourning her today.

Shirley Temple made me believe I was beautiful.  As a little girl, I too sported a round face and blond banana curls. If I had a working scanner, I’d post a picture. Kids teased me because I didn’t have the stick-straight 1970s hair. It didn’t matter. I had Shirley Temple curls and she was a glamorous, famous movie star. Secretly, I hoped to be cast as her in a bio-pic since I could tap dance too, but that never happened.

When she became a diplomat, she taught me another lesson. We don’t have to let ourselves be defined by our first job or our childhood or whatever box others try to put us in.  Thank you, Shirley Temple Black. I admire you.