Monday, August 25, 2008

Take Your Turn!

I came across an old poem and thought I might like to share it with you. It was written by Carol Lynn Pearson. She is the author of 'Day Old Child', one of my very favs. Anyway it got me to thinking about how important it is that you take time to do something for yourself. I know Sept. is for the kids going back to school, but Oct. should be for you. Whether it is a new dress, shoes or just a lipstick it will make a difference in how you feel.

Some of the best advise I ever received as a new married was from a friend about Christmas. Her husband grew up in a very poor family and didn't celebrate Christmas and he just ignored it. Instead of getting her feelings hurt, she took him shopping to buy her presents. It became a cherished tradition for the two of them. I wouldn't like that; I like the surprise, but the principle is correct. If you only have $10.00, spend $5.00 on him and give him $5.00 to spend on you. Once a year isn't enough. You need to make sure you sometimes; not always, but sometimes put yourself first. It is good for your children, your spouse and you. The advise is good for both sexes.

The poem is long, but read it anyway.

Millie's Mother's Red Dress


It hung there in the closet
While she was dying, Mother's red dress,
Like a gash in the row
Of dark, old clothes
She had worn away her life in.

They had called me home,
And I knew when I saw her
She wasn't going to last.
When I saw the dress, I said,
"Why, Mother - how beautiful!
I've never seen it on you."


"I've never worn it. she slowly said.

Sit down, Millie - I'd like to undo
A lesson or two before I go, if I can."
I sat by her bed,

And she sighed a bigger breath
Than I thought she could hold.
"Now that I'll soon be gone,
I can see some things.
Oh, I taught you good - but I taught you wrong."

What do you mean, Mother?"

"Well - I always thought
That a good woman never takes her turn.
That she's just for doing for somebody else.
Do here, do there, always keep
Everybody else's wants tended and make sure
Yours are at the bottom of the heap.

Maybe someday you'll get to them,
But of course you never do.
My life was like that - doing for your dad,
Doing for the boys, for your sisters, for you."

"You did - everything a mother could."

"Oh, Millie, Millie, it was no good -
For you - for him. Don't you see?
I did you the worst of wrongs.
I asked nothing - for me!


Your father in the other room,
All stirred up and staring at the walls-
When the doctor told him, he took
It bad - came to my bed and all but shook
The life right out of me. 'You can't die,
Do you hear? What'll become of me?

What'll become of me?'

It'll be hard, all right, when I go.
He can't even find the frying pan, you know.
And you children.

I was a free ride for everybody, everywhere.
I was the first one up and the last one down
Seven days out of the week.I always took the toast that got burned.
And the very smallest piece of pie.
I look at how some of your brothers treat their
wives now,
And it makes me sick, 'cause it was me
That taught it to them. And they learned.

They learned that a woman doesn't

Even exist except to give.
Why, every single penny that I could save
Went for your clothes, or your books,
Even when it wasn't necessary.
Can't even remember once when I took
Myself downtown to buy something beautiful-
For me.

'Except last year when I got that red dress.

I found I had twenty dollars
That wasn't especially spoke for.
I was on my way to pay it extra on the washer.
But somehow - I came home with this big box.
Your father really gave it to me then.

'Where you going to wear a thing like that to -
Some opera or something?

And he was right, I guess
I've never, except in the store,
Put on that dress."


"Oh, Millie - I always thought if you take
Nothing for yourself in this world,
You'd have it all in the next somehow.
I don't believe that anymore.
I think the Lord wants us to have something-
Here - and now."

"And I'm telling you, Millie, if some miracle

Could get me off this bed, you could look
For a different mother, 'cause I would be one.
Oh, I passed up my turn so long
I would hardly know how to take it.
But I'd learn, Millie.
I would learn!"


It hung there in the closet
While she was dying, Mother's red dress,
Like a gash in the row
Of dark, old clothes
She had worn away her life in.

Her last words to me were these:

"Do me the honor, Millie,
Of not following in my footsteps.
Promise me that."

I promised.

She caught her breath.
Then Mother took her turn
In death.

5 comments:

Vidal's Nest said...

Good lesson! I was debating going to time out for women.It is part of the education week speakers for one night only. It is $40 and I was thinking maybe I shouldn't right now since we are moving and can use the money! I think I'm going to buy the ticket tomorrow!

Shelli said...

This goes right along with my RS lesson yesterday! Our best discussion was about how you can not draw water from a dry well. The sisters talked about how guilty they felt for taking care of themselves -- but also how good it felt when they finally did. It's a good reminder!

goingsome said...

Isn't that so true. We, as women, seem to forget that we MUST take care of ourseleves. Recently in the last few months I have realized how important it is to let our kids see us put ourselves first, sometimes. It is a lesson that has taken me years to realize. I finally got my hair done and spurlged on getting highlights too. It was hard to justify the money, but I forced myself to "splurge". Funny that the husband, nor the kids had a problem with me spending the money. Sometimes, we as women, are too cricitcal and rational of ourselves. An "AHHA MOMENT"!!!

Lynda said...

One of my favorite analogies from Weight Watchers was the pitcher.
You pour a little bit of the contents into a bunch of place, and if you don't refill, your pitcher is empty and of no use to anyone.
Women are like that. We give a little of ourselves to so many places, and forget that if we don't "fill ourselves up" by taking care of ourselves, pretty soon, we're empty with nothing left to give.
There are many ways to take care of ourselves, and they don't have to include much money. Just a walk... ALONE... in nature can rejuvenate your spirit... of course, a mani and pedi rejuvenate you and you have something to look at for a while to remind yourself!
Aunt Lynda

DANI KYNASTON said...

I think that giving of ourselves and nurturing is a good thing. I find that it brings me joy and happiness and a tremendous amount of self-esteem. If we have a good sense of self-worth, we will realize that we are deserving of good things as well. It is hard to balance these two things. I find that my sweet husband really helps me find the balance. If we are valued, we will feel better about ourselves and feel more deserving of the good in life.