This article is part of a yearlong series: Daily Inspirational Quotes for A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope. Our family is everything. Her greatest skill was encouraging me to find my own person and own independence. When you become a mother, you are no longer the center of your own universe. You relinquish that position to your children.
She says, Toughen up, this is reality we are living in. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your greatest gift to me. I don't need another plaque. Everything gets reduced to essentials. They had ongoing conversations. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal.
There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her. I'm years-old, and I don't want to sleep on a sleeping bag down in the basement. It's humiliating. My mom made me stop. She didn't want me to conform. My mom's the only reason I know it's a real thing. It's like riding a bike, you never forget. They cared deeply about who we would be, and much less about what we would do. Even when their own child is the most disgusting little blister you could ever imagine, they still think that he or she is wonderful. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.
When I think about my mom raising me alone when she was 20, and working and paying the bills, and, you know, trying to pursue your own dreams, I think is a feat that is unmatched. She planted the seed that I base my life on, and that is the belief that the ability to achieve starts in your mind. If it were easy, fathers would do it. These are the things my mom taught me. She was the love of my life. But my mother survived the camps, and she was very strong.
She made me strong, but she wanted me to be strong. That's more important. It knows no law, no pity, it dates all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.
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They have clung to me all my life. The Road. On The Ropes. Blue Besides. Let those wings go to rust. Golden Child. Not hard to talk to, is she? Yeah, she makes it easy she looks like what you wanna hear I used to need that from you to make me feel like something special standing back stage with a guitar and a beer. The Handbook. The Only Eyes. Back Row. Useless Memories. Holding onto broken dishes, birthday candles and their wishes gathering dust on the window sill Flowers dying on the front porch faded as the dress you once wore hanging in the closet still. Does your key unlock the door?
Like it did all those years when your foot steps kissed this floor Do your fingers know the chords to every song you wrote here? Piece of Heaven. Do you remember that oil man? Hallelujah Leonard Cohen. Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing Hallelujah. Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you to her kitchen chair She broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.
But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath we drew was Hallelujah. I just wanna make you smile. Cause I fell just like all the rest. I was too broke down to fly.
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Take a chance on me Daddy, this may be all we got. The night be black and the road may be long. Your voice may crack and it all sounds wrong. Now taste those tears. It seems your luck has all been shot. No use asking why. But sooner or later we all have to try. All You Ever. Everything you ever tried to be was just a fantasy. All you ever needed was someone to tell you you were right.
And all you ever wanted was to put off some of your own light. There you are, singing Desperado in the car at night. There you are, with everybody looking up at you. Me Oh My. I had a baby but the good lord took her. She was an angel but her wings were crooked. I guess he figured he could love her better than me. Some girls marry and some girls wait.
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Some do better without that ball and chain…singing… Oh me, Oh my tell me it gets easier with time. With the way you drink and the brows you raise. You can bet they wonder how the bills get paid, when you dance all night and you sleep all day. Girl when you gonna settle down, and make your mama proud? Oh no, not now. They say the good times go too fast. Edge of the Frame.
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And you make a scene, you get your picture in a magazine. Why you make a beggar out of your best friend. Oh heaven knows, you love to dress me up in ribbons and bows. I go to get myself a coffee and everybody stares at me. They know you treat me awful mean. When the mailman brings the letters he tries to talk some sense to me.
I tell myself over and over I should be getting out of here.
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So listen Honey and believe me, cause this is all I got to say… Anyone would have to be a fool to love you like I do. Hearts of Men. He was forty-six with the wife and the kids and the job with the suit and the tie. Oh but I, I wanna be your child again. I wanna remember when everything was new. And damn this pride that lives inside the hearts of men. I wanna be whole again. Oh and I. I passed a truck filled with old street signs, it seemed like one of them was mine, a long long time ago, before I knew you Caroline. Now the bus is leaving, wish I could stay. Oh Carolina, oh Carolina.
You know I love you in my way. We sat out on the front steps and shared a cigarette. We watched the neighbors go to bed. They fed the dog and shut the lights, and we were on our own again.
But as the sun began to rise. We were running out of shadows to hide ourselves behind. Would you love me one more time, before we raise the blinds and make the bed? My little train wreck. Your eyes are smiling but your cheeks are wet. We fell asleep just like we used to, legs all tangled in the sheets. I know you dreamed that bus to Houston, heard you talking in your sleep. I would have held you all day long. But when I opened up my eyes you were already gone.
Little Bird. The time has come to bring it home. Little bird with a broken wing. So what do you say? I watch the dust dance across the floor. It used to be so easy to ignore the sun has set, but the sun will rise. What can I do? It was all for you, it was all for you.
Not That Simple. Another one has already wrung all of the tear drops from your eyes. Still every time you smile I think that everything is gonna be just fine. I know, I got no fight.