Conversation with my mother

My mother is a warrior. I know that. I was amused while reading her thoughts, she is a warrior but a kind and funny one. Underneath the armour her soul is never ending.Translating her way of talking into English was also funny, I heard her voice here, beside me.

I will  let the effect of this conversation sink in and come back with some thoughts and feelings about this session with my parents. I asked them if they have questions for me. Let’s see what they come up with!

 

Dear mother,

How was your childhood? What did you like to do?

My childhood was all drowned in work. I never had time to read for example. As long as I can remember I worked. I don’t even understand how was I managing to do my homework!

Only on Sunday I had free time. I used to go play with the other girls, with my cousins. We played baba oarba (Hide and Seek), football. And usually  I was the winner 🙂

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I also loved the holidays, during that time, my mother didn’t give us work.

What was difficult for you as a little girl?

If I may be sincere, I don’t remember any kind of difficulties. My mother took care to meet my needs as a child. I am very thankful for this.

*My mother associated difficulties with material lack which is understandable.I was referring to something different but it is  fine. The next question is more precise.

If you had questions, whom did you speak to?

I always tried to sort things out by myself. I could  see that my mother was so busy and I tried not to  make it even more difficult. I didn’t have whom to talk to. If still there was something I addresses to my mother.

Mother, you know that I never met your father, my grandfather. I would like to know how was he? What did you like about him?

Grandfather Zaharia was a tall, handsome man, a good householder (gospodar).He came to ask my mother’s hand  on a beautiful horse. He was the carrier in the village.(The person carrying things around in a horse- pulled carriage). I loved the way he called me. He used to call me “daddy’s boy” because I could to do everything around the house.

What role did the church have in your family life? Did you really believe in God?

The church was deeply rooted  in our family. But  the  communists closed it, which did not stop us from going to church in the next village, Prajila (where you and Tania were baptized). I loved Easter holidays, when I used to go to take  light from Pragila during the Easter night. I would  wake up really early so that I could find a good spot. What a pleasure after that, everybody was waiting for me.

Yes, I believed in God. He was and still is my support. Glory to our God!

What did you want to become when you grow up?

I became what I wanted to become! And I still work in the field even now. I wanted to work in medicine, at that time, in the village, this profession was highly regarded. I am also very thankful to Valeriu (my father) for this. (As a young couple, my father got a job in Komsomolsk on Amur, working in a Russian submarine. There, he insisted with my mother, who was not sure and pregnant with my lovely sister, to take the course in nursing. She wasn’t sure because of the language. Her Russian at the beginning was not perfect).

What did your mother teach you about being a woman?

Rica, (my family nickname) to tell you the truth, grandmother never taught me very much respecting this. I didn’t get angry with her. I could see how busy and tired she was. She never had time for herself. I took care of her always and I never reproached her anything.But I learned from her everything that I considered good.

What kind of women do you admire? What characteristic do they have?

I admire powerful, intelligent, skillful women who know to keep a business but also a family. A kind and  good homemaker.I never liked untidy women.

Would you like to tell something to your parents? Even if they are not here with us anymore, they can hear and feel us.

I want to thank my parents for the way they educated me. I loved and love them. I miss them. I regret that they left so soon. I feel their absence and I am thankful for the life they gave me.

What would you like to tell us, your children?

I want to tell you that I love you very much. I miss you and I ask you to come home, now when we are still here. After, we can’t turn back anything. I know this very well. We are waiting for you.

Is there anything about your youth that you are regretting? What would you have done different or not at all?

Regrets…I regret that I didn’t give you, my children, more motherly attention, more affection.

I know this. But I thought about this and you know that I never wondered around aimlessly (n-am umblat cu bautul) or did strange things (which is a polite version of= seeing other men). I worked all the time because we only had my salary and it was difficult with our house also. I wanted to make sure that you have everything you need and that people don’t laugh at us.I thank God that he was and still is with us.

From my youth there is nothing to regret.What was bad passed, maybe it was so, given for me to go through it.

Do you believe that we as a family manage to accomplish our role? Do we manage to love each other as we are, do we succeed in respecting each other?

Maybe we are missing something..

But I believe that in time we are going to get better. I thank God that we have such a father, a good husband, a wise man, because he was sent to us by God.

 

Note

My mother asked me if she passed the test and what mark does she get?!

I gave her 100 🙂

 

3 comments

  1. Very nice idea and interview, our parents’ lifes were so much different, at times it’s difficult to even coprehend all the distinctions. I’ve also started a series of videorecorded interviews with my parents, so far I’ve only done one part. Thank you for reminding me of this project and offering some inspiration for good questions, at times it’s not easy to get them to talk about their inner states and feelings. Nice mom, btw.

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    1. Hey!
      thank you for your interest and comment 🙂 I am happy if my story could redirect your attention to these essential facts. My mom is cool, she would play football even now if not distracted by all her passions (and worries).
      Thank you again, take care!

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