Mothers and acceptance

I have read so many blogs that sometimes I have to go make just to make sure I didn't read it twice. Mothers are always in the subject somewhere in there, and I find it and read all I can because all reactions are different on when girls and boys come out.

Some are so hurtful I just shake my head and ask why does it have to be this way. Others make me smile, laugh and cry because it feels like I am there like a fly on the wall watching and listening.

You see I can't tell my mother, I can talk to her and maybe she can hear me but I can not see her. I can't feel her arms around me, surely I know she does that when I am sad, and god knows she is watching over me while I am ill. But I would love to see her smile one more time, hear her voice when she tells me that she misses me but most of all say 'hello mom, I am now your daughter' because I know that is what she would have wanted.

So when I read a blog or two, you can be sure I am looking for coming out to mom stories.

Thank you Mom

Fishing for a beautiful day

The day before the election and where am I found, sitting on my tush catching some really beautiful fish. Today was better than a summer day, November usually is cold but today nature decided to let me and my father bond again.

Dad didn't catch any but that was taken care of, I let him have my fish. Five crappie and one bluegill. The thought of doing that made me happy and he wanted to catch atleast one.

So as you can see the size of these fish twelve to fourteen inches, I did a good thing for my dad today.