Sunday, May 06, 2007
ramble on macduff....
Is there nobody else out there who had to get up at 6 am on this fine and freezing sunday morning to wake up children who needed to be places??
I am wondering why I, the mother of some very large teenage children, am doing this??
I shall be investing in some alarm clocks forthwith!
One each and a spare for sure
Also, one should not be quite so chipper at said hour of the morning when forced to be awake.....
I must be a master now!
I do know that I had a dream that seemed to go all night and be a storyline that made sense and featured 'people' who were not born on this planet and I was one of them......don't remember anything else.....hmmmm
Did I really agree to go work for my mother??
several hours later.....
I have figured out that it is okay for me to help mum out....I mean it feels okay....because, in this instance, I am doing the favour, for want of a better word, and am not the recipient of her 'help'.
I have learnt that my mothers love and help come with huge conditions attached and that by accepting anything from her, beyond a birthday present or some such thing, I actually allow an 'energy cord' to be put in place, whereby, she can suck the life out of me!!!
It is quite yuck and not good for me....
However, in this instance, I am the one giving aid, and so it's okay.
More than okay...its a balance redress....if that makes sense...??????