Author: Daniel, Bert

Your Mother Is Always With You
 

(Editorís Note: Weíre sorry for not getting Bertís Welcome posted yesterday but, hey, whatís twenty-four hours among friends? As usual, Bertís written a good one, so enjoy.)

Today is Motherís Day. Happy Motherís Day to all you moms out there! And I hope that all of you Parkfield jammers are honoring the mothers of this world by singing songs from among the many classics that Bluegrass has to offer about the subject of motherhood. Letís face it, for anybody thatís ever been born, a mother has to be the most important person in the world!

These days, Motherís Day for me is all about the mother of my two wonderful kids, my darling wife Joyce. On her weekend, we do whatever she wants to do. Iíd love to take Joyce to the Parkfield festival some year for Motherís Day. Iíve heard so many great things about that festival. But Joyce doesnít like Bluegrass at all. In fact one of my gifts to her today will be to refrain from playing any Bluegrass at all. (At the very least, Iíll make sure she canít hear it if I do play my instrument, off in some nook or cranny). Weíll go on a bike ride with the kids and eat a fine meal at a restaurant. Mom will have a great day with all of us.

But there are also other mothers we think of on this day that honors all mothers. Joyce will certainly call her mother and wish her well. Weíll all talk to Grandma and wish her a happy Motherís Day. I wish I could call my mom, but she passed away quite some time ago. No doubt many of you are in the same boat as I am. Orphans, all of us.

Motherís not dead. Sheís only a sleepiní
Just patiently waitiní for Jesus to come
The birds will sing oíer,; while motherís a sleepiní
They will sing oíer; as the grave sinks away

But we orphans still think about our dear departed moms donít we? And not just on Motherís Day. Hopefully, your mom is with you all the time. Recently, my girl told me about some difficulty she was having with her advanced math class. Juliet is a hard working genius kind of kid, but she was really stressed out because the class was really hard and she was worried her next grade would be a total disaster and ruin her life. What did I do? Simple, I just told her about the time I was close to flunking out of college and I called my mom to let her know I was at my witís end. I was so worried she would be disappointed in me that I could hardly bear to confess my inadequacies. I knew my parents were proud of me for getting into a big name eastern school.

My mom listened calmly and told me exactly what I needed to hear at the time. Itís OK to flunk out! Just do your best and be happy. Come home and finish college at the local community college. Be a teacher. Make a difference and teach others! Whatever. Just be happy. Donít worry so much about what other people expect from you! Itís your life.

Well, that advice got me through college. I turned things around because the pressure no longer overwhelmed me. I hope my advice to my daughter was as good as my motherís counsel had been for me. I feel sorry for kids who donít have a mother. What could be sadder than a motherless child? And I really admire families who take in foster children to give them some of that motherís love that everyone should have.

I really miss my mom. Sometimes I like to imagine that sheís still with me. Actually, she is!

I was dreaming of a little cabin, when I heard somebody call my name.
I turned and saw a sweet old lady, and I knew I was a child again.
She gently put her arms around me, and kissed her little boy once more.
And I knew it was that same sweet mother, who had kissed me many times before.

Happy Motherís Day all of you!

 
Posted:  5/10/2010



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