be-musings

Jordon talks about walking through life without much strong sense of family. In it he talks about his mom and how he misses her. On many occasions I've considered writing a post on my mom, and this is the day.
Many of you know that mom spent a number of months with me this year. The other day someone asked me how that went, and they had a wincing look in their eye. I smiled and said "Great! My mom is my best friend." Now, if I call you my best friend you can't be jealous. Being a friend who is a best friend is not in the same category as being a mom who is a best friend.
I remember hearing about other parents/moms staying with couples for months at a time. I always thought it was weird, even sick. Yet that's not how I felt about my own mom.
How can you be upset about being around someone who just knows how to fit? Knows the right time to help with something, to show love, to back away, to joke around? Some people are just plain nice to have around. She has a gift of being there but not being intrusive. Of being loving but not smothering. Know what I mean?
These are the least of things I can say about mom, as I don't want to gush here. I better be careful how I write these things though - maybe it will make her want to live with me! Talk about a good thing going bad. (Just kidding.)