Happy Mothers Day

Your posts have been so invaluable to me, I follow your listening guidelines for fields any time I recommend something to my mom. So thank you and I appreciate you so much.:two_hearts:

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:smiling_face_with_three_hearts: Thank you for the kind words and wonderful complement!

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I already bought the “Prostaglanding Problem” I will use it as an anti-inflammatory.
Hmmm, what U recommend using it with meditation is very interesting. I will try it in the near future.
Thank you for the hugs and the kind words!

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I cant wait to hear your experience. Of course if you wanna share :slightly_smiling_face:

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Thank you very much for this thread. Thank God that I’m behind a screen and that no one can see my watery eyes… a matter of charisma and glamour lol :sunglasses:

That quoted part applies to me. It was very comforting to read because so true. Motherhood lasts, no matter the circumstances nor physical death.

As for my own mother, well I was born in a Mothers Day. I haven’t always been fair to her, etc. as you can imagine. Rocky character of mine. This includes the runaway bride part too (I sort of run away from my own wedding lol) but hey… overall, she’s my best female friend ever.

I really, really enjoyed reading this whole thread and having some more glimpses of your lives guys. And mothers in your lives.

@SilverZuzu, you are a kind of mother to me as well. If you think that I’ll ever forget how you took care of me when I had my neck stuff, then you are putting your finger in the eye, as French say :p :heart:

We’ll do this. I’ll bring some rakı. At least :p

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Oh thank you for the mention sweet Luna! Likewise here, it would be so amazing to meet all of you ladies.

Reading this thread is an incredible experience of love, values and life. And your original post is so full of sensibility and love. You are a glowing soul Luna. You warm hearts with your words. :slightly_smiling_face:

We are soul family!

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Was essentially raised by a single mom when our Dad passed away so I have a special place in my heart for good mom’s out there. Happy Mother’s day to the mom’s here and your mom’s too :partying_face:

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Oh thats so sweet. You are one too!! :two_hearts:

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After reading this thread, I feel like the ratio of runaway brides on this forum is a lot higher than in the overall population :joy::joy:

That would really be an epic trip :grin:

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Haha yes it was a week before in my home country (first weekend of May)

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Hahaha i can smell my tribe

And i actually forgot one little quiet trouble maker in disguise 🥸… @mademoiselle

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I managed to avoid marriage for many a year too. Sorry guys: it was not meant to be… That is until I met my husband - now we are married for more than 30 years. Can I come along?

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Of course :)

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What is a furry mom?

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Mom of Cats and or dogs lol

Its a heavy duty too hey

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I never had a chance to meet my grandma on my dad’s side, so I had nothing to share here. My grandma and great grandma on my mom’s side died pretty early in my life as well, but I still had memories with them. Whenever I met my great grandma, she always gave me bananas, and whenever I met my grandma, she always gave me bread with peanuts and chocolate filling. That was so memorable because it was too predictable what I would get after visiting them lol. I guess food is the love language in my family :rofl:.

One of the earliest memories I had with my mom was when I was about 4 - 5 years old. I found scissors in my parents bedroom, and when my mom entered the bedroom, I remembered she raised her voice. I didn’t understand the concept of raising voice back then, but I got so scared that I decided to run away from home. It felt like I walked outside for a long time. I was already very tired, so I decided to walk back home. I still felt scared to enter my house, so I slept in front of the door :joy:. When I woke up, I was already in my bedroom with my mom hugging me. She apologized for what she did, and she said she didn’t mean to scare me. She was just scared because the scissors might hurt me. From here, she taught me to be honest with our feelings, and that apologizing wouldn’t make us weak. I always saw her eating raw veggies, so I mimicked that from early age as well.

I had a hard time learning to read when I was in elementary school. I started learning to read a language that is read from right to left, so reading something from left to right was a challenge. My teacher was so impatient because whatever methods she tried to teach me didn’t work. She talked to my mom about it, and I was finally being taught by my mom to read from left to right :partying_face:. I didn’t know how, but I could read pretty fast after my mom taught me how. The same happened when I learned number subtraction. I understood the concept fast after my mom taught me. It is really funny to think about it because later in life, I got really good at mathematics. I was often sent to mathematics competitions, and I helped many friends with calculus in college. So whatever I am good at, I got the foundation from my mom :innocent:.

Her practice of religion confused me a lot because she practiced everything and nothing at all at the same time. Many times, she would ask people from the church, mosque, and temple to pray for us. She said that asking religious people to pray for us would make the prayer answered faster. She also taught me that every religion teaches kindness, so we always have to be respectful to other people’s beliefs. It was really conflicting with what I learned from my other teacher that there should be only one truth. My mom really influenced me in a way that it was easy for me to make friends from different beliefs. I often accompany my friends to their place of worship as well even though I often get the weird look from people there.

Oh, and I ran away again from home at the age of 15 because I went to a boarding school. She taught me to do laundry before I left for the boarding school :+1: .

The age gaps between our parents and us were quite huge, especially with my brothers. My mom and dad couldn’t relate to many today’s teenager problems, so my brothers would prefer to talk to me. I also have to interpret what my brothers say to our parents because my parents don’t know much about the youth language.

ahaha how accurate :stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:

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