My poor Momma, always humming and always having
to hear me say stop it!
I don't know why her humming irritated me so when I was younger.
Word of caution:
WATCH WHAT YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT!
So my Momma, always humming or singing.
While I was raising my children and she lived with us,
it would drive me crazy...
Now I catch myself humming all the time!
I hum the Battle Hymn of the Republic,
things that play on my singing clock,
or perhaps the last song I have heard.
To the point that I aggravate myself sometimes.
Even when video taping something I can be heard humming.
Yet most often, I don't realize I do am doing it.
Until recently when, before me feet hit the bed, I found myself humming.
I was brought back to all those times my Momma did the same.
On a hard day I would wonder,
"What is she so happy about??!
Now I realize, like myself she probably didn't even know she was doing it.
Much like myself.
I want to tell her Sorry for all those times I asked her to quit.
I want her to know that I get it now, As I have inherited this trait
or perhaps from hearing her hum most of my life.
I want to tell the people in my life, bear with me
I know not what I hum....
.... I want to hear her hum one more time...
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