Girls Write Out
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
See this green? There are deer and armadillo and wild pigs, bluebirds, eagles, hawks and an occasional mountain lion, along with the coyote, bobcats, turtles, snakes, ticks, chiggers (hey, we live in the Ozarks) spiders and mud. Pure heaven--okay it would be better without the chiggers, spiders, snakes and ticks, but I take what I can get on this trail.

I crave the wilderness, which is why I'm feeling some melancholy right now, as my mother has been forced to move from her country cabin into an apartment where there are built-in neighbors who seek her out to talk to her and force her into conversation--a necessity for her mental health right now. One minute, she's talking about selling the place, and the next minute, she's talking about when she can return. Mel and I went out and worked on her yard today--an acre and a half of grass and shrubs and trees, most of which Mom planted herself sixteen years ago. Now this place is a garden of beauty in the prairie.

Mom can't bear to think of parting with this place, and neither can I. My dream is to somehow crawl out of debt soon enough to be able to add on to her house in that veritable eden, and move in, so if she decides to move home, I'll be there to take care of her. She can stay in the studio apartment at the end of the garage where I once lived, and Mel and I could live in the house and keep watch over her.

I'm dreaming, I know, but the thought of selling that beautiful garden to someone who doesn't appreciate, who doesn't realize MY MOM planted all those trees and nurtured them all these years as she nurtured me all her life--well, it's a bite. This place is part of my mother. It's her legacy, and unless a tornado rips through that place and tears it apart in an act of God, I don't want to see it destroyed or disregarded.

Do you have a place like this? A family heirloom, family heritage, family farm, that you can't bear to part with, even if it isn't necessarily logical to keep it? Family history, especially the direct history of my mother as I prepare to lose her in the next months or years, has become something vital to me. I know we're on the subject of mothers lately, and this is yet another blog about them, how precious they are to us, how they shaped us, made us into the women (or men) we are today. Thank God for the faith of my mother or I may not know Christ.

Wow. Imagine what I would be today without my mother. What about you? What's your mother left you? Do you have her eyes? Her sense of humor? Her love for the land? Her love of God? Tell us.
Hannah Alexander  
posted at 11:53 PM  
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At 9:04 AM, Blogger Jaime said...

My mother is everything. Without her I am nothing!! (and Chloe agrees - she loves her Nana and gets sooooe excited when Nana comes to take care of her!)

At 9:55 AM, Blogger jel said...

I know what you are saying, and I do hope your can keep the place!

when i see your picture, I thought i was looking at my moms place! :)

At 5:43 PM, Blogger Leticia said...

My mom is so very, very precious to me, she is my best-friend. I would be lost without her guidance and love.

If it wasn't for her fervent prayers I wouldn't be here today, and that is the honest truth.

Her love of God is her legacy and now it will be mine, as well.

At 6:13 PM, Blogger Jackie Smith said...

I pray you can add on and move her back to that lovely place! You will never regret it. My Mom passed away 7 yrs. ago today; I will always miss her. Thankfully, we had built a home with apartment for her and my Dad to live out their years! He lived 3 yrs. and she lived 10 yrs. there.

At 7:17 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

My mom has given me courage. She never lets anything defeat her. She had a stroke about three weeks ago. Her left arm wouldn't move, her left leg wouldn't move and her left side was drawn so she couldn't feed herself. She has worked so hard in therapy that she gets to go HOME from the hospital on Friday! She is walking, talking, and eating. The only thing she still has to work on is using her left hand.

I want to be like her when I grow up. :-)

At 9:04 PM, Blogger jel said...

Diann, glad to hear your mom get's to go home! :) and from what i have read about you , you take after her in courage !!!!

At 10:16 PM, Blogger Hannah Alexander said...

Well, rats, I've been gone most of the day and missed these great posts. Thanks for those hopes and prayers for us keeping the place. I went out to mow today (push mower) and it broke down on me. I think it was overwhelmed by the job. LOL

Yes, I agree, jel. Diann inherited her mother's courage and fortitude.

At 5:19 PM, Blogger Diann Hunt said...

Thank you, Jel and Cheryl!

At 8:47 AM, Blogger Colleen Coble said...

I have my mom's love of kids and people. And happy to get that too, let me tell you! I don't look anything like her though. She has light hair and greenish/hazel eyes and you all know I have that Native American coloring. LOL


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Kristin Billerbeck
Kristin Billerbeck is a proud Californian, wife, mother of four, and connoisseur of the irrelevant. She writes Christian Chick Lit; where she finds need for most of the useless facts lulling about in her head.

Colleen Coble

Colleen Coble writes romantic suspense with a strong atmospheric element. A lovable animal of some kind--usually a dog--always populates her novels. She can be bribed with DeBrand mocha truffles.

Denise Hunter

Denise Hunter writes women's fiction and love stories with a strong emotional element. Her husband says he provides her with all her romantic material, but Denise insists a good imagination helps too.

Diann Hunt

Diann Hunt writes romantic comedy and humorous women's fiction. She has been happily married forever, loves her family, chocolate, her friends, chocolate, her dog, and well, chocolate.

Hannah Alexander

Cheryl Hodde writes romantic medical suspense under the pen name of Hannah Alexander, using all the input she can get from her husband, Mel, for the medical expertise. For fun she hikes and reads. Out of guilt, she rescues discarded cats. She and Mel are presently taking orders from four pampered strays.

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