tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post5515258830288640712..comments2023-06-07T03:40:11.408-07:00Comments on Erica Scott: Life, Love & Spanking: Mother's Day thoughtsEricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-73526531189647559712013-05-14T22:17:10.519-07:002013-05-14T22:17:10.519-07:00Lea -- it was a good one, thanks. He did the mom t...Lea -- it was a good one, thanks. He did the mom thing on Friday before I came over! :-)Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-5284590720249992402013-05-14T22:07:10.796-07:002013-05-14T22:07:10.796-07:00Parent child relationships are so confusing. No on...Parent child relationships are so confusing. No one but the ones involved in it can ever really understand. I'm sure S was happy to get a card from you. Hope you had a good weekend with John.Leahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08935712285136696225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-4000113087839459792013-05-11T14:47:53.222-07:002013-05-11T14:47:53.222-07:00Thank you. :-)Thank you. :-)Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-30723483712362505222013-05-11T14:47:33.125-07:002013-05-11T14:47:33.125-07:00Hermione -- how funny. I thought it was one of tho...Hermione -- how funny. I thought it was one of those things that kind of faded out after the Boomer generation. And yes, I do indeed. Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-78846988975989983852013-05-11T03:53:47.624-07:002013-05-11T03:53:47.624-07:00Bronzing baby shoes? Sure, it's still done, an...Bronzing baby shoes? Sure, it's still done, and you can even do it yourself: http://www.wikihow.com/Bronze-Shoes<br /><br />You are so lucky to have a step-mom that you love and respect. Cherish her.<br /><br />Hugs,<br />HermioneHermionehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15395671806340391253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-9730694816800361702013-05-10T20:52:14.572-07:002013-05-10T20:52:14.572-07:00Thank you for posting the link. Your Mom was beaut...Thank you for posting the link. Your Mom was beautiful and so are you....both inside and out. Sammiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14543438302911551646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-24141149830450835072013-05-10T18:55:17.899-07:002013-05-10T18:55:17.899-07:00Sammie -- I figured I might push a few buttons wit...Sammie -- I figured I might push a few buttons with this post. Mother-daughter relationships can be tempestuous, to say the least. <br /><br />I know you're new to this blog. If you'd like to read more about my mother, you can here: http://ericascottlls.blogspot.com/2012/06/bye-mom.htmlEricahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-56318539796255427942013-05-10T18:40:28.023-07:002013-05-10T18:40:28.023-07:00I've had to come back here a couple times now ...I've had to come back here a couple times now before I knew what to say about this post. To say that I understand how you feel when you speak about your Mom and the kind of relationship you had with her...well, that would be a major understatement to say the least. I don't care to speak about my own Mom here, but I do want to say that reading your blog for me...well, it opens that box that I keep hidden deep down inside me and helps bring a voice to my own feelings. Thank you for that :-)Sammiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14543438302911551646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-81754199732357478162013-05-10T17:57:56.198-07:002013-05-10T17:57:56.198-07:00Six -- I'm very glad you had them.Six -- I'm very glad you had them.Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-6501218864202087492013-05-10T16:51:50.850-07:002013-05-10T16:51:50.850-07:00Erica, as for me I had two good parents. Both my m...Erica, as for me I had two good parents. Both my mother, and father saved my life, by putting me, and my brother on a "Kindertransport Train", to freedom in Englamd. At the risk of their own lives. Yes, I sure miss them both.sixofthebestnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-37303416511649141642013-05-10T14:13:01.045-07:002013-05-10T14:13:01.045-07:00Jade -- she really is pretty, thanks. I wish I cou...Jade -- she really is pretty, thanks. I wish I could post pictures of her, but you know how that goes.<br /><br />MrJ -- I hope so. Thanks. :-)Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-11362603506649972462013-05-10T14:07:32.863-07:002013-05-10T14:07:32.863-07:00I'm sure your stepmother wil love the card, an...I'm sure your stepmother wil love the card, and the love behind it, Erica!<br />Have a great time with John. MrJnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-73296389413699848042013-05-10T13:59:22.324-07:002013-05-10T13:59:22.324-07:00Hi Erica -- I Love your bronzed baby shoes,they ar...Hi Erica -- I Love your bronzed baby shoes,they are so CUTE :-) I have a pair of those too,My Grandmother had them done for me, back in the seventies.I am glad you wrote this as well, we all need to vent.I already bought my Grandmother some pretty mother's day flowers and a flower balloon :-) She likes them both very much.I know your Stepmom is going to love your e-card,she is so VERY pretty just like you.Wishing you and John a nice and peaceful weekend.Much Love and hugs from naughty girl Jadejadelyn1975https://www.blogger.com/profile/01227913685563205943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-33845606927858645682013-05-10T13:47:17.070-07:002013-05-10T13:47:17.070-07:00Kelly -- thanks. I'm sorry you had to go throu...Kelly -- thanks. I'm sorry you had to go through that.Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-37008990649005108002013-05-10T13:27:13.450-07:002013-05-10T13:27:13.450-07:00First off-PRECIOUS shoes! :)
Because I lived int...First off-PRECIOUS shoes! :)<br /><br />Because I lived into my early 20s with my mother I witnessed her steady decline from being an irresponsible parent to her developing a very frightening- still unknown to me severe mental illness. I tried to stick around to be helpful but reached a point where that was futile. I sooo understand your conflicting feelings towards your mother. Kellynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-24849868087811446672013-05-10T12:36:00.010-07:002013-05-10T12:36:00.010-07:00Mija -- you're right; we need to get this stuf...Mija -- you're right; we need to get this stuff out. I'm glad you felt safe here.<br /><br />Trite but true: Feelings don't have expiration dates. And having your mother encroaching upon your space so often is an unusual challenge.<br /><br />And please don't feel bad/guilty. This was definitely NOT meant to be a preachy, "Appreciate your mother while you have her" post. No one knows the push-pull, the velvet hammer of a mother-daughter relationship more than I.Ericahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02230915556455020371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3661741523263753420.post-17184540214074110182013-05-10T12:23:55.090-07:002013-05-10T12:23:55.090-07:00I'm glad you wrote this Erica, not least becau...I'm glad you wrote this Erica, not least because it's giving me a chance to vent. I've got a lot going on with my mother right now because she's basically living with us at least half of the time. My mom and I haven't spent an extended period of time under the same roof since I was 17 and a half and went to college. Sure a week here or there. Enough to know that we annoy each other. Sure I've had plenty of therapy to work through issues caused by her criticism (and, as she once memorably told me when I was 11 her dislike of me). She's mellowed with age, become less critical, though it's like an iceberg, always there beneath the surface, always possible she'll say something that's crushing. <br /><br />I thought I was over my issues. I'm clearly not. I feel like a teenager, annoyed by everything about her, desperately wanting her out of my space, to go back to seeing her for dinner every week or so. But not here when I wake. I feel like a teenager so much of the time right now. And I've worked so hard to grow up, that's really frustrating.<br /><br />I'm glad I have her. As I think of your losses I feel bad for wanting my parents to go away. Because I'm glad to have them in my life. Just not so much. <br /><br />Anyway, sorry for venting on your blog. But as we celebrate Mother's Day, it's something I needed to say to someone, somewhere.Mijahttp://www.eltercerojo.netnoreply@blogger.com