I know my mother loves me. I just know it. In fact I’m driving up north to see her as soon as I finish this blog entry and truly believe she will greet me with a hug and kiss. She’s 85-years young and recovering from a broken foot. Bones that mature aren’t in any hurry to mend.
I know she love me. However in searching for a TBT (Throw Back Thursday) photo for Facebook I came across this photo. 1st grade? That’s my best guess. I don’t recall the circumstances in which I lost my two front teeth. What is striking to me is the bangs. Mom cut my hair up until about the 6th grade. The obligatory “bowl” cut. I always hated it but what can a kiddo do? What baffles me is the fact my mother cut my bangs, stepped back and must have muttered, “That’s good enough.” No mother. That’s not good enough. That’s not even in the neighborhood of good enough. Good enough doesn’t live here. Good enough? They resemble the stripe on Charlie Brown’s sweater! Only not as good because at least that design has a consistent pattern.
I love my mother. She had the harder job than my father (a car peddler) in raising four children. I suspect the morning she cut my bangs before the school picture, my two older sisters were scurrying to get ready for school and my younger brother was a newborn being restless. No plate twirler had anything on my mom’s balancing act. So I will let go of the utter disbelief I felt when I pulled the photo from by keepsake box the other day. It’s a reminder that she had a full load with a six-member family.
JTG students face several barriers to graduation. They have serious challenges and JTG specialists help those students to believe in themselves, find their passion, guiding them toward high school graduation and a meaningful and productive adulthood.
My early barriers were pale in comparison.
Front teeth come back.
I love you mom.
(Car is running… I will be back Monday. Have a great and safe weekend.)