Journaling reads:
I left home two months before I turned nineteen and moved to Melbourne with my boyfriend. My mother was happy to see me move out of home, settle down and most importantly get a job. My mean mother sent me away with a note. On this note was a list of half a dozen things that I had to do as soon as possible. For example, get my own Medicare card, get a job etc.
She also sent me this poem that she had cut out of the newspaper. Growing up I really did believe I had the meanest mother. Most of my friends had cool mothers who let them do what they wanted and when they wanted. I wasn’t as lucky (according to the teenage me) as they were. You see, I had the meanest mother in the world. One who worried about me and looked after me. Thankfully because of that, I turned out ok. I turned out ok because my mother was so mean. Funnily enough I am now repeating history and I am now the mean mother. Hopefully one day Kady and Leah will thank me too.Thanks for being a mean mother, Mum.
5 comments:
What a Shock I got reading your letter.lol
I felt so mean, that you thought I was the worlds most meanest mother. Cant wait to see what you write about your Dad.
At least I cared about you 3 kids, you forgot to metion that when you got home from school, you had your afternoon tea, what I had spent all of monday baking for the week, then you had to do your home work, and then you could go out and play, or watch tv.
I worked as well, and was always there when you went to school, and was there when you got home, none of you were a latch key kid.
How times have changed, kids today, can do what they want, their parents dont care, they have take out for tea, or they have to get their own meals.
I am so glad, that I was the Meanest mother.
You grew up to be a very special person, and I am proud of you all, and I thought that my mum, was the meanest mother.
Thanks Dawn
Great layout Dawn! Glad to see I'm not the only mean mother around ;)
Dawn.........sometimes we have to be cruel to be kind and your mum was a great example of that.We don't think so at the time....but it's often years later that we realise what a great job our parents have done for us.
I'm sure you are a fabulous mum to your two girls.
Hi to Dawn's Mum((((((((waving)))))))....I can tell you are proud of your daughter.You may have been the meanest mum.....BUT what about Dad?....maybe he was the "daggiest dad"...LOL!
Great to see you scrapping some wonderful memories Dawn....it's very good for your soul...emotional at times no doubt...but it's keeping you focused on being active and doing positive things.Well done......keep those layouts 'a'comin girl.........
Thanks Lyn, Hello to you again.
I think Dawn is getting a bit sentimental, she was such a dear little soul, and to look at the 3 of them now, how things have changed, I am so glad, I was the meanest mum.
They all turned out very well, and I am so proud of them all, good mums, and a good father.
When I was young, I did not want any kids,being the oldest of 6 kids, well now I could not inmagine my life without them in it, life would be so dull.
Things were very hard in the 60,s and the 70,s, but one thing the kids always had was plenty of love, today the kids get everything they want.
Thanks Dawn, you made my day.
Is Dad next.
Love you Mum.
xx
hi dawn enjoyed looking at and reading these pictures, very fascinating, i dont remember fun times when i was a kid, but me and auntie rose used to have fun when you were little, when you and tony used to live at southampton street,we used to take you out in the buggy or stroller as you ozzies call it, we used to launch you two down south over street, probably one of the steepest hill,s in brighton and i used to run and over take the buggy to stop you two before you reached the bottom, if your mum knew about that she would have had a heart attack and they were fun times lol..... we are all thinking about you lots of love from all of us pommies lol
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