The Motherload Redux

Musings and wishes on this day…

I wrote this two years ago on Mother’s Day. It’s 100 Mother’s Day musings and wishes.

This is dedicated to my beautiful, one-of-a-kind, heroic mother, Lois Klier. 

To ALL mothers, those who want to be mothers, those who miss their mothers, and all who feel impact of whatever type on this particular day – I wish you a meaningful and peaceful MOTHER’S DAY. May whatever you really need, be realized. XOXO


Musings and wishes…

  1. I’d love to use the bathroom in peace and quiet, without my daughters needing to have an urgent conversation through the door, at the exact time I have to use the bathroom.
  2. I’d love to see my daughters know how spectacular they are from the inside out.
  3. I’d love to be able to listen to my Mom, my Grandma and my Great-Grandma, forever and ever.
  4. I’d love to bring back people who are missed; moms, grandmas, and children gone too soon.
  5. I’d love to witness all people let go of expectations and see the happiness that comes immediately following that release.
  6. I’d love a poem, letter or song written by my daughters to me.
  7. I’d love to bring my Mom homemade soup and for her to understand that I need to see to her well being.
  8. I’d love to see authentic joy from people who appear to be stuck in self-imposed victimized states of being.
  9. I’d love to not clean the house whatsoever for an entire day.
  10. I’d love to have the bandwidth to tell every mom I know how amazing she is. I mean, not speaking in generalities, but with specifics that I notice and admire.
  11. I’d love to smell lilacs all day long.
  12. I’d love to be capable of telling my Mom all of the reasons why she’s my soulmate, but it defies conversation and doesn’t really have an ending point. For that, I am grateful.
  13. I’d love for Tofutti to taste more like Haagen Dazs.
  14. I’d love for ORT’s brand and the need for its existence to be crystal clear and to be known throughout the entire world.
  15. I’d love to be able to sing the way I used to sing before my voice changed.
  16. I’d love to dance, “The Zoo” one more time.
  17. I’d love to watch everyone at at the grocery store enjoy their adventures as much as I do.
  18. I’d love for women to make as much money as men, period, without exception.
  19. I’d love for Spanx to never be worn again. Wear a corset. At least corsets are sexy.
  20. I’d love to be the pianist for Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto no. 2, surrounded by CSO and conducted by Glenn Gould.
  21. I’d love to take a vacation some time.
  22. I’d love to have breakfast with John Lennon and Anne Frank and after breakfast, we collaborate on an important project that heals the world.
  23. I’d love for shame to stop existing entirely.
  24. I’d love to have a different President of the United States.
  25. I’d love for the majority of (or ALL) human beings to think on a more community/global level.
  26. I’d love to be able to set up a lunch between my Dad and Cary Grant and a more “No Tell Motel” experience for my Dad and Ava Gardner.
  27. I’d love to be able to give my daughters more of what they love that isn’t related to media.
  28. I’d love for female fashion models to present a diverse range of sizes, like in real life. Designers, can you hear me?
  29. I’d love to go back to Lausanne and take a lover.
  30. I’d love to take my Mom on her perfect getaway.
  31. I’d love to take Erin on a long walk, and brush Polly while we listen to The Beatles.
  32. I’d love to be served breakfast in bed and not worry about crumbs.
  33. I’d love to hang with some of my city friends that I find myself missing.
  34. I’d love for my back not to hurt.
  35. I’d love for people to believe that zany enthusiasm is different than not being wicked smart.
  36. I’d love to find a cure for cancer and diabetes and ALS and AIDS and Parkinson’s and Alzheimer’s and…
  37. I’d love to have a large enough home to host Syrian refugees.
  38. I’d love to go to Israel.
  39. I’d love to experience communal living, but in the late 60’s or early 70’s.
  40. I’d love some type of law that prohibits raisins from being in any chocolate chip cookies.
  41. I’d also love a law that prohibits raisins, Craisins or meat in any Thanksgiving stuffing.
  42. I’d love to have more money, so I could give more significant philanthropic contributions.
  43. I’d love to be able to do my job at ORT & teach at the same time. I love teaching.
  44. I’d love to build a movie theater in my house.
  45. I’d love to sit down with Roger Waters and discuss Antisemitism and Islamophobia.
  46. I’d love to insert a deep love for philanthropy to anyone who just doesn’t get it.
  47. I’d love to buy my kids a bigger house they would feel proud of living in, but more than that, I’d love for how something looks not to matter so much to them.
  48. I’d love to hear more from mothers who see parenting as a privilege and not an entitlement.
  49. I’d love to see Charmin lose those happily crapping bears, and head in a different marketing direction.
  50. I’d love to observe people letting go of regret.
  51. I’d love to milk a cow but not drink it. I hate milk.
  52. I’d love to walk into a nightclub and have a man serenade me with:
    1. Maybe I’m amazed
    2. Something
    3. She’s Got a Way
    4. She’s Always a Woman to Me
    5. How Can You Believe Me When I Say I Love You When You Know I’ve Been a Liar All My Life? (Okay, maybe not this one.)
  53. I’d love to continue my career polyamory.
  54. I’d love to understand why I write so much, even though I have no idea why I can’t stop writing, but sort of think there must be some reason for it.
  55. I’d love to take away worry from my Mom’s head so that she never has to worry about anything or anyone.
  56. I’d love for 99.9% of “reality” TV to depart permanently.
  57. I’d love a private Kenny Rankin concert.
  58. I’d love to sing with K.D. Lang, only when I sing with her, I sound like her.
  59. I’d love to chat with Melania Trump, just so I could understand more.
  60. I’d love to make all six buckets on Bozo’s Circus.
  61. I’d love to stop being vermiphobic.
  62. I’d love to skydive with my Mom and my Grandma.
  63. I’d love to take my parents to Grace Restaurant.
  64. I’d love to laugh so heartily with you, that we cry.
  65. I’d love to establish the concept that more human to human connection is far more interesting than any mobile device.
  66. I’d love for my daughters to like some of the same foods as each other.
  67. I’d love to see dance at least once a month, minimum.
  68. I’d love to be your designated driver if you’ve been drinking. It doesn’t matter what time. Don’t drink and drive.
  69. I’d love more legroom on airplanes and even more than that, I’d love to meet you at your gate when you arrive home.
  70. I’d love for genocide to disappear forever, but until that happens, let us not pretend it doesn’t exist.
  71. I’d love for stigma of any kind to disappear permanently.
  72. I’d love for everyone to try doing anonymous acts of kindness so they can see what real awesomeness feels like.
  73. I’d love to be a guest on “The Love Boat” and hang with Julie, Gopher, Isaac, Doc and Captain Stubing.
  74. I’d love to be in a glass pod below the Northern Lights for a week.
  75. I’d love to block out heinous marketing campaigns, like the “Hail to the V” campaign by Summers Eve. Ew.
  76. I’d love to delve deeper into my lifelong adoration for meteorology and architecture.
  77. I’d love for the homemade slime fad to pass IMMEDIATELY!
  78. I’d love to work with more people who struggle with trauma.
  79. I’d love to have a perfect snapshot of each hairstyle my Mom has made so beautiful.
  80. I’d love to get in the car without a map or a schedule constraint and just go.
  81. I’d love to gather a symposium of all media professionals who report on any Kardashian and ask them what in the hell has happened?
  82. I’d love to read more about heroes and less about perceived greedy cowards.
  83. I’d love to go to the Bristol Renaissance Faire with my Mom again, only she’s still driving in mud and being hilarious with the dude who’s telling her to, “floor it.”
  84. I’d love to have enough funds to make all nonprofit events accessible and inclusive without exception.
  85. I’d love to recreate the scene of my Mom eating banana pudding and chocolate chips while she pretends I’ve made a genius culinary creation.
  86. I’d love to make it possible to witness Jennie, Ibby, Adam, Carl and Bob when they were younger.
  87. I’d love to properly thank Jennie for giving birth to me and giving MoLo the opportunity to raise me. Thank you.
  88. I’d love to help individuals stop asking couples, “when are you going to have children, already?!” Be sensitive to what people may be going through, and respect choices not to have children. Also, maybe don’t say stuff like, “I just breathe and get pregnant.” That can be really hard to hear when you’re taking intense meds just to try to get pregnant.
  89. I’d love to make waxing painless.
  90. I’d love to ask my children to do the grocery shopping and cleaning this weekend because my back can’t really do it right now.
  91. I’d love to say that #90 is actually going to happen in real life.
  92. I’d love for my children as adults to say, “My Mom knew she was my Mom and not my buddy and that was helpful to me when I was growing up.”
  93. I’d love to state publicly that mothers come in various models. We needn’t judge if someone is or isn’t a mom just because they have or have not experienced giving birth.
  94. I’d love for Meg Ryan to go back to her previous face. Melanie Griffith too.
  95. I’d love to have more late night coffee dates with my Mom.
  96. I’d love to ask my parents to stop going to Italian restaurants. They seem to go and then the restaurant closes permanently.
  97. I’d love for women to take advantage of other women’s support. Women are where it’s at for me. My army of women have saved me. Men are, however, really fun.
  98. I’d love to see more education on rape culture and the root causes of oppression.
  99. I’d love for us to really carry each other.
  100. I’d love to always be this peaceful even in immense chaos and as much as anything, that is my wish for you, wherever you are.

Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers, all who are trying to be mothers and all who are missing their mothers.

To my Mom, Lois Klier, you are without question, one of the greatest loves of my entire life. I feel lucky to be your daughter. Lucky.

I love you,

Pam

 

Author: PKW

Writer, Speaker, Facilitator, Trainer, Fundraiser, Strategist, Listener, and Lover of Humans. My love for humans and relationship building are a part of every single thing I do, except for maybe using the bathroom.

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