Sunday, March 25, 2012
a peanut butter day
Tonight, I was on the phone with my mom when I could hear her start to cry. We had been scheduling a busy evening with my kids tomorrow, so I didn't think it was anything we had talked about. I asked her if she was okay and she said no, not really. Really concerned now, I asked what was wrong. She told me it was just what my grandma used to call a Peanut Butter Day. It was a day that really didn't make sense, but it was that way anyway. I had never heard that story before, but I understood the sentiment entirely. It also made me feel better. I know she'll be okay, she just needs to slog through the sticky, clingy muck and emerge herself again. Maybe tomorrow will be a jelly day for her! Of course, that word doesn't make much sense either...
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I've never heard that expression before, either. I need to think about it some more but it's definitely going in my writer's notebook!
ReplyDeleteI've never heard the expression either, but what a great analogy. Some days when the world doesn't make sense we need to just find comfort.
ReplyDeleteI love this and how wonderful that your mother could be so vulnerable with you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great description for "one of those days". I haven't heard it, but your word choice to describe it makes me sad at my core: sticky, clingy, muck.... not my favorite kind of day.
ReplyDeleteHuh...peanut butter day...I like it. It does sort of make sense in a way you can't really explain, right?
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