My mom was my biggest supporter when it came to writing. Over the years, she and I spent many long nights fighting about homework and research projects. Writing in elementary through high school was generally a nightmare. Assignments often ended with me sleeping on the floor next to the computer, exhausted from fighting about what to write, and my mom typing what I had dictated to her.
In college writing got easier, Thank God! Andrew and I would work as a team on my big assignments and projects. It seemed that I just couldn’t find a comfortable starting point, this paralyzed me. When I did get started, I had trouble getting my ideas in order so that they made sense. Andrew helped me to realize that I wasn’t going to live or die by what I put on paper for a college assignment. Ultimately, he helped me get to a point where I could get all of my ideas into the computer and then go back and organize them, an achievement that my mom recognized and envied.
It was not until I graduated from college that I really understood why my mom and I clashed so much when it came to writing in school. It turns out that she was fighting her own insecurities with writing, while at the same time trying to teach me to write and do research. All of those hours that we spent struggling with assignments were tormenting her and shining a light on her biggest weaknesses.
When I started blogging in August of 2011 she was floored, impressed that I had developed the confidence to put my thoughts and words out into the cloudy, very public world of the internet. She was so pleased that I had found my voice and overcome my fears. My mom was a constant commenter on my posts and always had positive feedback for me. She often said that my writing style reminded her of Erma Bombeck. I don’t know if that is good or bad. Anyway, I guess I have some research to do.
Since my mom passed away in July I have been hesitant to blog. I have been wining to my dear husband about not having the time to write. However, the truth is, that the fear of not knowing where to start has set back in a bit. That combined with the hurt in my heart when I think about my mom has effectively halted my writing.
I enjoy writing and wish to continue blogging. So tonight, with the encouragement of my husband in my heart and tears for my mom on my cheeks, I am committing to make time at least once a week to sit and blog.
Wish me good luck.
Robin said:
I know your Mom is smiling and still cheering you on….always in your heart ❤
So glad you have started posting your very talented writing skills again. I love reading your blog which always makes me smile 🙂
xo
Yes I Said Minnesota said:
Thanks. I miss you guys.
deborah davis said:
You have always had it in you to entertain with your words . . . whether spoken or written. I can’t wait to read your next blog. You have been blessed with so many who love you and we are all anxiously waiting to read about you and your family’s next exploits! Your mother will always be a great influence on what you write and how you live your life. You are a lucky young woman with a great future! Now, let’s read about it!
Hugs,
Mom Debbie
Susana Castillo said:
I am so period that you have decided to wrote again. First i have missed your writing and tales. Second your mom is so proud of you writing again.
Yes I Said Minnesota said:
Miss you. I hope everything is going well with your class. Thanks.
MegsFitness said:
Good luck! Also, I think the above commenter meant “proud”.. not period. Unless you two have an inside joke concerning punctuation. 🙂 your friends SHOULD be proud of you. You’ve done a lot of hard work. If you’re a fan of disney movies, I think you’d like the Disney Princess Tiana the best. “Tiana: [groans] It serves me right for wishing on stars. The ONLY way to get what you want in this world is through hard work.”
Yes I Said Minnesota said:
My friend and I are both teachers. All I can say, is that auto fill is a joke. LOL! I have been burned by that more than once. LOL. I love Disney movies in all of their politically incorrectness. We actually have Tiana on DVD and I enjoy her very much. I have been reading your posts on your blog as well, hugs are in order for you too. Keep up the hard work. Thanks
MegsFitness said:
❤ that means a lot to me. Thanks for reading my blog! And yes, auto-correct is hilarious and, at times, embarrassing. Have you every visited Damn You Auto Correct? It's a hilarious website showcasing the best of the worst in auto-correct ;D
MegsFitness said:
Also, *hugs*
Lila said:
When I read how your mother supported you with something difficult for her. it easily brought a tear down my face,
and now i know why the tone of this post is so moving; your sadness for her loss is all over it. I am new to reading your blog, but I am saddened to hear that such a beautiful, good mother has passed on. At the same time it just fills me with love as it reminds me of the love I get from my wonderful mother.
You are so lucky to write, because if she had not supported you, writing wouldn’t be as easy as it is for you the way it is now. For this reason, every time you write, it is like you are thanking her.
God Bless,
Lila
Yes I Said Minnesota said:
Thank you for your support. My mom was funny. We miss her but she will always be with us.
Dave said:
Jenn, I think of your mom often, and I hear the many words and lessons she imparted to me in the short time we were reconnected. I’m glad for every moment I spent with your mom, and I miss her. I find times that she, and her words and thoughts, still make me laugh…and cry.
Know this, your mom was the ONLY woman to get me up dancing in front of a crowd – Bisbee Blues Festival – and she is the only person that ever got me on a golf course…twice.
Yes I Said Minnesota said:
My mom loved you and enjoyed the time you were able to spend together. She loved Sam too. After all was said and done, she was glad to have had your friendship and to have shared the time that you guys did. I miss her too and I still cry often. On the other hand, I am glad she is not here to witness the decline of her mother. That would have destroyed her. Take care of your self and Sam. Make sure that you get yourself to a place where you can be happy and comfortable. That is what she always wanted for you both.