Wednesday, February 16, 2005

MAMA


MOM
Originally uploaded by fabfunkydiva.
Today, I wanted to pay tribute to my mom. You have heard me mention her in past blogs...if I wasn't yapping about a mama quote, I was depressed because I miss her so much.

So yesterday, after reading the gorgeous and crazy funky divas' blog...I was a little down. She wants to be a mom so bad it hurts. I thought about her all day. I kept thinking of how bad it hurts that I don't have my mom with me. I thought about my sister going through her pregnancy without the aid of my mom. I thought about how much stress that it's putting on me....I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT KIDS/PREGNANCY/WHAT TO DO/YADA YADA YADA! I feel as if I am doing a disservice to my sister. I don't want her to feel alone but really....I know nothing. I purchased what I thought was a funky little bassinet for her & the baby. It had handles, so I thought "portable bassinet"....WAY COOL, RIGHT? RIGHT!!

So, I was all excited and gave it to my sister. It even had a matching diaper bag. My sister tried hard not to look disappointed (to my surprise), she said...."Uh, this isn't a portable bassinet!" I was like,..."Yes it is....it is wicker and it has handles, it's cool." My sister said,"Yeah, it's cute but it's still NOT a bassinet. It's a baby basket with handles." Then she started to read the instructions which stated something about "it NOT being a BED and that babies could not be left in it unattended." I WAS BLOWN!

If only my mom were here. Life isn't fair. A crappy dad (whom I love to death ANYWAY), and a perfect mother that had to leave this world prematurely. I'm kinda pissed actually. She deserves to be here and We (me and sis) deserve to have her in our lives right now.

I find it amazing to meet people who are so fortunate, they still have grandparents. All I have is my sister. Me and my sister are all that represents her on this earth. Yeah, there are still the clothes, the clutch bags, the wide brimmed hats, the high heeled shoe collection, jewelry and laced gloves. My mom was LADY in every sense of the word.

It bothers me when people take their moms for granted or mistreat and disrespect them. I have this friend that gets into it with her mom all the time. She says her mom is overbearing.
DUHH!! That's part of the job, I thought.

She says that she hates discussing things with me pertaining to her mom because I ALWAYS take the side of her mom.
DUHH!! MOMS ALWAYS RIGHT! (at least most of the time)

I just feel that moms are prescious jewels that need/should to be protected. They sacrafice much too much for us.

So, anyway....

MAMA...MOMS OUT THERE.....I LOVE YOU! I could never be you. So,...I will just HONOR YOU!

PS. BIG UPS TO X, FOR GIVING YOUR BROTHER A BEAT DOWN IN HONOR OF YOUR MOM. YOU GO GIRL!

14 comments:

G. Cornelius said...

"If only my mom were here. Life isn't fair. A crappy dad (whom I love to death ANYWAY), and a perfect mother that had to leave this world prematurely."

You are gonna make me cry...That was so real...I'll keep you posted

Jdid said...

Actually Jazz I was thinking this morning that I havent seen my folks in over a year. (Not dead just really really far away) and I was kinda upset but this post really saddens me

Unknown said...

Mothers are heaven sent! What a nice testimony :-)

Dayrell said...

Awww. That was a beautiful post Jazz. I agree with you 100%. Mothers should never be taken for granted. I appreciated my mother everyday, even on days when she becomes a little unbearable for me to handle, lol. I know that it's only you and your sister, but, I'm pretty sure that the addition of the new baby will take the empty place of your mother's presence. It will not just be you and you sister anymore then.

You shouldn’t have anything to be sad about, I'm almost certain that your mother is smiling down on you, from ear to ear, each and every day....proud of how far you and your sister have come. Most definitely! :)

Mary said...

Aww Jazz. I got all misty, too.

God bless your man but you know what? You will be an awesome aunt. We all learn as we go - all of us. Take care.

Mary said...

I said man and I meant Mom- I'm such a dork.

Sigh. You know what I meant.

Casey said...

Hey Jazzmine.. I know your Mom would be extremely proud of you and your sisters accomplishments.

Moms are the greatest!! Reading your blog post really makes me want to show my mom how much I love and appreciate her.

thanks Jazz!

Nandi Yaa said...

Dag, Jazz, you hit it. Hard. Mother's are our treasures. Every single day. Life without mine I can't imagine, really don't want to. Thanks for sharing with us. I know it couldn't have been easy.

Drea Inspired said...

Wow, Jazz. What a wonderful way to pay tribute to your mom and mom's everywhere. Listen, you are NOT doing your sister disservice. As long as you continue to be there for her, you are being the best sister she could ever ask for. Both of you can settle into your new roles and learn together. Keep ya head up, diva.

C.R.C. said...

Jazz, that was beautiful. It was so real and heartfelt.

I think that you'll be a great aunt. You are there for your sister in more ways than one. Who cares about the stupid bassinet. You shouldn't expect to be an expert at the baby thing, when you don't have a lot of experience with babies. You'll learn as you go for sure and help in raising a beautiful intelligent little niece.

You three will be fine, and you're mom is smiling on ALL of you. Peace and Blessings *hugs*

Kim said...

*sniff*

I'm going to go hug my mom right now!

Fresh said...

Girl, you KNOW I understand. Stay strong sis, because you know Mom would have wanted it to be that way. Sometimes I feel like my own mommy was an original and God must have seriously broken the mold.

Larry D. Lyons II said...

this is beautiful.
thank you for sharing, jazz.
i'm thrice blessed to have my mother, grandmother AND great-grandmother around, and i challenge myself not to take it for granted. after reading your post, i'll be sure to re-double my efforts.
love ya!

Meka said...

May God bless and keep you and your sister. You're in my thoughts and prayers.