Monday, September 12, 2005

Memories of My Mother





September 4th 2005
2.24am

Instead of painting last night , I went to bed at 7.30pm. I woke up at 1am and couldn’t get back to sleep. I was thinking about my mother. So I thought I’d share one of my favourite memories of her with you.

I had learned a song called, “My little Puppy’s name is Rags” in school. (Kindergarden). I’m not sure if that’s the actual name/title of it, but that’s what I’ve always called it.

Anyway, my mother used to take me out on the balcony of our little apartment at night, and spend some “quality time” with me. And I would buy “punks” (an incense stick without a perfumed scent) to stick into the cracks between the wooden banister to keep the mosquito’s away. (Yes, I’ve always been an adventurous/independent person even at five years old)

She would lie in a lounge chair and I would lie beside her, and she’d sing to me. My favourite songs where “Raindrops are falling on my head” , “Hey Jude”, “Knock three Times” and “Country Roads”.

Well, one night, I sang, “My little puppy ….” For her, and she laughed and laughed.
The only parts I remember now are, “My little puppy’s name is Rags, he eats so much that his tummy sags” and there was another part that said….”and when I want him to come, all I have to do is whistle” and then you whistle. But, its one of those songs that continue to be “kid cute”, if you know what I mean.

And she never forgot that night……………nor did I. And once in a while when I was married and had moved away, I’d call her up and sing those 2 first lines of the song when she’d say hello.

When my mother died, I’d include every memory of her in my prayers. First, I’d say the “Lords Prayer”, and stop at, “Lead me not into temptation, but protect me from evil”
Then, I say the “Child’s Prayer”. “Now I lay me down to sleep……..I pray the Lord my soul to keep………….If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take”…in between each line I would think of a moment with my mother. I would search my memory for a new memory between each line, never repeating the same memory.
I did this for 6 months, every single night, after she died……..and I relived every moment I could remember about her. It was to honor her, to show God the “ripples” she made in life.

Now I do that with Jeffrey.

My reason for saying the “Child’s Prayer” is to remind myself to remain like a child before God, and that I AM a child of God. Then, I say personal Prayers after asking for forgiveness of my sins, and then I finish the “Lord’s Prayer”.

I really miss my mother, I miss having someone to talk about personal stuff like this. I suppose it’s why I started writing these letters.

Well, I think I’ll go back to bed till 6am. Its 3.33am. Night!


Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep;
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.



My Dog Rags

I have a dog, his name is Rags;He eats so much his tummy sags,
His ears flip flop, his tail wig wags,
And when he walks, he walks zig zag!
Chorus:He goes flip, flop, wig wag, zig zag;
He goes flip, flop, wig wag, zig zag;He goes flip, flop, wig wag, zig zag.
I love Rags and he loves me!
My dog Rags he loves to play,
He rolls around in the mud all day.
I whistle, he won't obey,
He always runs the other way.
Repeat Chorus

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