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What is the best thing your mother ever did for you?

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Obviously besides giving you life?

One thing i always credit my mother with doing is taking my siblings and me (and my grandmother) across the country in a car. We drove from MA to CO and all over in the summer of '92. Saw some of America's greatest natural areas, monuments and cultural regions. I hope to never forget some of the things I saw, but I know I will never forget the experience of spending a half dozen weeks and over 7000 miles with my sisters, mother and grandmother in a faux wood-panled minivan. Thanks mom!
 
She has always loved me. As most people here know, I am a recovering addict - which is an easy bunch of words to say right now. But when you think about what has to be gone through to get to the point of saying them - it's some shitty craziness. But my mother never stopped loving me. No matter what was happening, I always knew - and still know - there is someone out there with a profound love for me.
 
Piggybacking on Muddy, the best thing my mother has ever done for me is to be there regardless of the situation. I have never once been disappointed in my mother. I can not think of a time that my mom has not been there for me. When I read this this thread this morning I could not put my finger on a single moment and it didn't occur to me until now that that says something in itself. My parents have given me everything that I have needed. I hope that I can give my children the life that my mom has given me.
 
She has always loved me. As most people here know, I am a recovering addict - which is an easy bunch of words to say right now. But when you think about what has to be gone through to get to the point of saying them - it's some shitty craziness. But my mother never stopped loving me. No matter what was happening, I always knew - and still know - there is someone out there with a profound love for me.


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Ok...this thread made me think of something I was pondering the other day. Mainly, what is one's obligation to their parents in aging? Obviously, I am here with mom and will continue to be. And I had wonderful parents who provided for me and supported me, but not everyone has that kind of relationship. Is there some sort of inherent obligation to care for parents based on the fact that they gave birth?

I was thinking along the simple "No one asked to be born" deal. But when I googled that, I found out that 2 religions...hindus and ? I think actually do believe that you DID ask to be born in some other/prior existence. I found that interesting.

So two questions...is one obligated and to what extent to take care of parents in old age ...and also does anyone know about this concept about "asking" to be born? I'm going to have to research that more...

Don't get me wrong...I love my mom and will stick this out as long as I can, but I hate it when people come with the attitude that you should be eternally grateful for just the fact that they gave you birth. If I wasn't born, I wouldn't know any better...and life isn't particularly great much of the time. People have kids mostly for their benefit, not for the one that was conceived. I don't know if this makes sense, but I just hate that argument.
 
She introduced me to many people in the arts and cinema world when I was a youngster in NYC.

Introduced me to Sushi.

Bought me cool clothes when my dad refused.

Took me to the Meadowlands when I was 14 because I asked to go.

Played cool music on the record player growing up so my taste in music didn't suck.

Taught me how important reading was.
 
Starting at the age of 4 she'd have me cold call her friends and I'd try selling rebuttals on them for various products and this kept up until I moved out. They'd make me cry a lot but as I grew into a manchild it's paved the way for a career for me. So for that I say thanks, Mom.
 
I am sorry to have skewed the feelings of the topic with my blatant cynicism. I'd like to thank my mother for teaching me how to wipe my ass, because if you didn't know how to wipe your ass you'd have to think your life would be pretty much fucked.

Sincerely,
The country of India
 
always felt safe around my parents.
made me feel like my opinion mattered (even when it didn't) and loved unconditionally.
treated me with respect, taught me whats it like to have a little tact dignity, honor etc. Even if I didn't recognize that at the time.
Can't think of one particular event.

iag, what other option do you have? if you're needed you have to be there :dunno: