Mom's birthday....

[BroosterB1]

My mom (of the same ilk I think) had my birthday written on the wrong day on the calendar. Saw it today, and asked who's birthday, and she said she knew it was either the day before or the day after hers. She picked wrong. She turns 50.

Ok, my mom's birthday is the day before mine, the 16th, mine the 17th. I am 50, she is 80. For you, this has got to sting, but and a big but here, if at one time in your life you are distracted, the age of 50 can be one. Girls(your mom, she was once a girl), are going through the "change", us guys are going through the MLC or mid life crises. Neither which is real pleasent. Not an excuss, but an explanation. As kids we wonder *** our parents are thinking, but as adults we wonder how the heck they got through this, and how will we.

My advice is to give them (both mom and dad) their room. Don't take too much of anything, one way or another. Heck, if they call you the wrong name, it's not because they have forgotten you, but because they are so wrapped up in their "deal" that they have problems coming up for air.

The next few years can be wonderful, but, as you get older so do they. As you move into the "prime" of life they move out of it, and that can be hard to take. For both of you, the thing is; for a while you can see eye to eye, do so, before the reality of elder age sets in.

For now, enjoy what they can give you, and what you can give them. Ignore their prejudices, and love them as best you can.

God bless and keep you.

[Smayniac]

My advice is to give them (both mom and dad) their room. Don't take too much of anything, one way or another. Heck, if they call you the wrong name, it's not because they have forgotten you, but because they are so wrapped up in their "deal" that they have problems coming up for air.

The next few years can be wonderful, but, as you get older so do they. As you move into the "prime" of life they move out of it, and that can be hard to take. For both of you, the thing is; for a while you can see eye to eye, do so, before the reality of elder age sets in.

For now, enjoy what they can give you, and what you can give them. Ignore their prejudices, and love them as best you can.

God bless and keep you.

I am coming into that phase as well. Someone pointed out to me today that more people are leaving my life than entering it. As many know, my father in law passed away a few weeks ago at the age of 97.8(his wife thought those months important, and he did work hard for them) and then my mother took a tumble from which she is recovering well thanks. All of my parental generation have been accepting of my kilts, for which I am grateful. I went kilted to Christmas Eve dinner and the most "negative" comment was from my cousin's wife who said "Dude, you're wearing a skirt!", to which I replied "Dude, you know better!"

Bob