The other day I was in a pickle. Well, not really a pickle, more of a jam. Okay so it was a sticky situation. :)
I thought about it. Who should I call and talk to? Who is going to hear what I'm saying, understand what I'm saying, not be judgemental or think less of me? Should I vent to a friend? Should I call a sister? Then a I pictured these conversations and how they might go. I was not ready to proceed. It didn't feel right. Then the clouds parted. I pictured my mom. I thought about it for a moment. Then I picked up the phone.
I dialed her number (7) --don't ask. She answered. I said "you sound horrible." I found out that she had a cold, but sounded worse then she felt. She talked for a while and I chatted. It was a fun friendly conversation. I had decided to let it go, she didn't feel well, she didn't need to listen to me harp.
Then the sun came out. She said, "Well enough of that, did you have a reason for calling?" Usually that's not a question she asks. I either state, as soon as I call people, "I'm calling because" or I say, "I just wanted to say hey." I never really said either, so she must have picked up on that. I hesitated and then said, "yeah, kind of--but it's not a big deal, it can wait." She said "what'd you want?" So I explained the mission I was giving her. I needed her to listen to me and not judge the thoughts that were spewing from my mind at that moment. I needed her to help me through the conflict I had going on in my head.
She graciously accepted the mission and gave me wise counsel. An hour later after we both had shared and agreed to pray about it things were better. Two days later, I called her to just say hi and to see how she was doing. She asked me about the situation. I said, "I'm so glad you asked, guess what!" I was able to share how things worked out! No more pickles or jam here! Well, at least not at the moment! :)
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T and her mom have a great relationship that makes me miss mine more that I probably ever did when I was younger.
That's great! I know you two have come a long way in your relationship. As much as I am happy for you...I feel a little saddened because I know that I will never have that with my own. Instead, I look to paving the future with my own children and their future wives!
BTW, just glad you decided it wasn't "pickle jam"...yuk! =)
Pickles and jam are a bad combincation. Yuk!
Regardless, it is nice to know that you can talk to your mom about issues like that. There are a lot of people who don't feel that they can do that, so it can be a real benefit.
It's nice to have a mom that you can talk to like a friend, but still receive good mom advice from.
Cool!
I'm not sure - I think it depends on the subject if Mom is the one to call. I hear her voice in my head a lot still, so I guess I do get her advice a lot. But I asked advice Sunday for some health stuff, so it just depends.
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