My mom has always talked about PMA – positive mental attitude. She’s a very “choose to be happy” person. I like to think I have a pretty positive attitude most of the time, and I probably get that from her. But I’ve been struggling since we got back from our visit home. It was a very short trip, and I was so sure I’d be able to start working when we returned. And yet, there is no end to my unemployment in sight. (Note, I do have a job. I also have the necessary security clearance to start working. What I don’t have is a functioning federal government or a start date).

Anyway, my frustrations and disappointment have been building. I may have occasionally fantasized about the life of a leisure of a housewife, but I’m nearly 5 months in and it’s very clear this is not a good fit for me. And while JR hears about it a lot (uh huh, just ask him), my mom really bears the brunt of my complaining. So, I thought today I’d really try to be positive (in honor of her) and also thank her for all of her support and encouragement.

My mom and I have always been close. I think since I left home for college, we’ve talked on the phone almost every single day. Definitely once I moved to Columbus and started law school, I called her every morning on my way to class. When class turned into work, our phone schedule didn’t change. We didn’t know how difficult it would be to talk on the phone once I moved, but we probably talk more now than ever before (thanks again to my unemployed status!). She’s a great listener and she gives smart advice. Even though I’m older and married now, I still look for her reassurance before making big decisions.

I need her help with the little stuff, too. When I wasn’t feeling well a few weeks ago, I complained that I desperately wanted some Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup. That same day, she went to Buehler’s (greatest grocery store ever) to stock up, and then to the post office to mail some to me as fast as she could. Halloween is coming up, and even though it’s JR’s favorite holiday, I struggle with costume ideas. I’m not especially creative, and it seems like so much work! My mom is actually making my Halloween costume. Sort of like I’m a little kid, instead of an adult. I should probably be embarrassed, but I’m not. I’m just grateful that she is so generous and giving of herself, not only to me, but also to my brother and sister, and everyone who knows her.

So in honor of you, Mom, I’m really going to work on my positive mental attitude. I’m going to focus on the good stuff, and try not to worry about things that are beyond my control. Thank you for being such a great example of that, and for being such a wonderful mom.

3 thoughts on “PMA

  1. You are welcome and thank you. Being a mom has always been very important to me, you know that. I was prepared (well that’s questionable) and eager to do the work, ready to spend the time it took to raise you and I actually loved all of it! What I was not prepared for was the overwhelming feelings of love and pride I have for you (or the fact I am still making your Halloween costume). Just kidding about the costume, you know I like to feel needed. It’s an honor to be your mom! I love you, Mom
    p.s. always remember, PMA

  2. Oh wow, you need to have a spoiler alert on these sad posts- I’m sitting in my office right now, trying to pretend I’m working because my boss from our Corporate office is here today. I start reading your blog post and I’m crying..but trying to hide it because she is sitting across frome me!! I had to chime in because I think I spent a large portion of my childhood at your house and witnessed the wonders of Sheila. She always had something awesome planned- spending the night at a Holiday Inn Holidome, going to my first concert in a limo (Boys II Men), I even went to my first Haunted House with your family and was there for many PMA talks! So many good memories came from your household. I hope in 20 years my kids are writing things like this about me on their blogs!!

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