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Monday, July 11, 2011
This is another of Mo Manning's adorable little children. When I saw it, I fell in love with it, but wasn't quite sure what to do with it -- kind of like a real toddler whom you love dearly but aren't quite sure what to do with when they are having one of their little temper tantrums. As I colored her, though, it finally came to me that she'd be a cute image for a "missing you" card -- you know those feelings of part angry and part sad because you are apart from someone you care about. In this more mobile society to which we belong, saying good-bye to family and friends is much more common than it was in the days prior to the 1960's. People grew up, bought homes, went to work and stayed put -- well at least a good portion of them did.
In my early years, my Dad was military. We moved several times while I was growing up. Then he retired when I started high school, and we stayed put. I graduated high school and then college and got married. The first house my husband and I bought and moved into was only one block away from the house my parents had bought. I even waited until my husband had served a tour in the military and was discharged before marrying him. I planned on having roots and staying put -- HA! As the Hubs moved up the corporate ladder, we started moving -- thankfully not as much as my parents had, but none-the-less, enough to leave family and good friends behind. My own three children live in three different states.
So, like Mo's little girl above, I sometimes feel like throwing my own temper tantrum because I miss those who have been part of my life. I miss those close girlfriends with whom I've shared the frustrations and the joys of our lives. I miss those children whom I raised, but had to leave the nest. I miss those grandchildren who are growing up without me. I really don't like change, though I know and understand it is a necessary and an intregal part of life.
Excuse me for now -- I think I'm going to go pitch a temper tantrum (or as we Southerners say, have a tizzy fit) for all the people in my life that I miss!