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Mothers
From Mona Lease
Hi, all!! So many things are happening, I think I could write a column
a day! Since I've spoken to a few callers about their life, growing
years, young broken hearts, kissing scraped knees, etc. - I dedicate
the following to all of you Moms out there. Our work is always needed -
whether it is to our own kiddies or to someone that looks to us for
wisdom and advice.
When the Good Lord was creating Mothers, He was into His sixth day of
"overtime" when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of
fiddling around on this one."
And the Lord said, "Have you seen the specs on this order?"
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic.
Have 180 moveable parts... all replaceable.
Run on black coffee and leftovers.
Have a lap that disappears when she stands.
A kiss that cures anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love
affair.
And six pairs of hands.
The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands... no
way."
"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord. "It's
the three pairs of eyes that Mothers have to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks
what are you kids doing in there when she already knows. Another pair
in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has
to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child
when he goofs up and say, "I understand and I love you," without so
much as uttering a word.
"Lord," said the angel, touching His sleeve gently..."Go to bed...
tomorrow."
"I can't," said the Lord, "I'm so close to creating something so close
to Myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick... can
feed a family of six on a pound of hamburger... and can get a
nine-year-old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It's too soft,"
she sighed.
"But she's tough!" said the Lord excitedly. "You can not imagine what
this mother can do or endure."
"Can it think?"
"Not only can it think - it can reason and compromise." said the
Creator.
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.
"There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told You You were trying to push
too much into this model."
"It's not a leak," said the Lord. "It's a tear."
"What's it for?" asked the angel.
"It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride."
"You are a genius," said the angel.
The Lord looked somber. "I didn't put it there," He said.
This was penned by Dayton, Ohio's own Erma Bombeck.
Remember the kiddies and our service people. Take good care of the
furry and feathered ones out there. Be safe and healthy. See ya next
time. Ever Toodles!! MONA
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