Things My Mama Told Me (When I Wasn’t Listening)
I have this daily ritual. not because I particularly like doing it (especially in 5 or 95 degree weather), but because Lolly is pacing. Our Appaloosa has this internal time clock (or growling stomach), and every afternoon about 4:30 p.m., she begins her pounding of earth at the the fence. Back and forth. back and forth. She's nailed the dirt down for years, and the others thank her for issuing my call every day. It's feeding time on Mayne Mill. (1/6/2014, original post)
Lolly (left) watches and signals when it's feeding time.
She is first to the fence. First to be tied. First with the bucket. It's the royal pecking order and I never deviate. All the others understand. And as speedy as she is, Woody [pictured above right] is that slow. He towers above the others and takes twice as long to eat [well, ok, he does get twice the feed]. but I must wait, so the witchy [b] one [Cheyenne] doesn't steal his food - which Woody would give up in an instant because he's a hulking chicken. So I wait and wait.
Waiting allows me my time, the first of the day without pressures and deadlines. My alone time. and this waiting time begins my evening conversation with mama.
I'll usually tell her things she already knows, explain events she already understands, and finally, I'll inquire as to "What are you doing up there?" I'll hear her move through the trees, see her in the animal's eyes, or just hear nothing, which mama would agree, is the best melody at the end of a long day. It must be amazing, I ponder, to live in the night sky surrounded by twinkle lights and the heavenly father, knowing all the why's and why not's. There are times I'm jealous of that. not that I want to leave earth, but I'm envious of the "no-pain, streets of gold, great companionship and all the answers" kind of existence. I think if we're all honest, we all would like that life - down here. but, as I've always heard, you can't have your cake and eat it, too.
My rambling continues, and I explain it's a new year, and we're knee deep in Obamacare. "Too much to explain now," I offer. "Just know it's a bunch of hooey." I can't help but think if I'd only taken care of myself a little better, this wouldn't be as important an issue. Having hundreds of dollars in prescription drugs wouldn't be a reality. Or how I wouldn't have my own neurologist or cardiologist or gastroenterologist - more gist than I knew existed. Who would have thought 54 would be this old?
"What's that, mom?" I ask.
"Remember what I said?" she repeats.
I just look at Lolly - all content with her bucket of sweet feed and heaping pile of hay - and realize mama, as usual, is pointing out the true horse's ass.
If I heard it once, I heard it a million times . . .
1. Sitting that close to the TV will make you blind. or at the very least, a requirement of reading glasses in every room of the house, including all bathrooms.
2. Eating too much creamed corn will make you fat - Why do you think they feed hogs corn? Yes, mama, I enjoyed every creamy bite, and you were right. it did make me fat.
3. Go play outside and don't come home until it's dark. She should have thrown me out of the house more often, not just to go fetch a hickory.
4. You can eat at home. My incessant pleas to stop at the McDonald's in Commerce on the way to my uncle's house were annoying, and always, fell on deaf ears. You go, mom.
5. If you cross your eyes, they will stick. I think I win this one.
and these little gems went far past the health of it all, straight into living life . . .
6. If you swallow a watermelon seed, you'll grow a watermelon in your stomach. By mama's account, i should never go hungry again due to all the watermelons growing inside.
7. If a you hear a hoot owl cry three times, someone will die. I hear owls and I still wonder who will die during the night. My northern husband laughs at me, and I still tell him, "Just wait."
8. If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all. I should have listened to this one a little more closely.
9. You're going to grow up and have a daughter just like you. Curse you, mama.
10. Never wear dirty underwear. You never know when you’ll be in an accident.
11. There's only one way, and it's the right way. It was mama's way, too. Who could have imagined the word right and mama could be interchangeable?
12. You'll always catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Every single time.
13. I'm not going to tell you again. . . and she didn't. I knew the second time meant a visit to the front yard for that hickory switch.
14. Life isn't fair. How did you know?
and probably my favorite of all . . .
15. You'll see. She was right. She was always right. God has a delightful sense of humor.
It's funny as you get older you remember all those things your mama told you when you pretended not to hear. And now, you'd give your right arm just to be able to listen to the cadence of her voice once more. Even if she had to end the conversation with "You'll see,” that would be fine and dandy.
And when you find yourself alone with just yourself, the horses and the sky, those long-ago words will return and keep you company. You'll see.
