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THIS IS A HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY GREETING TO ALL THE WIVES OF THE DATSUN
ROADSTER LIST, BECAUSE IF IT WEREN'T FOR THE WIVES TAKING CARE OF THE
BUSINESS AT HAND BEING A MOTHER YOU MEN WOULD NOT HAVE THE TIME TO POST
ANYTHING TO THIS LIST OR WORK ON YOUR ROADSTERS! HAVE A HAPPY MOM'S DAY
LADIES <GGGGGGGGGG>: FROM ONE OF THE WIVES OF YOUR LIST - JOYCE
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Date: Tuesday, May 04, 1999 6:17 PM
Subject: Fw: Mother's Day-
>>From: "Peggy Bradley" <bradley@dfn.com>
>>To: "Patsy" <vgaskween@aol.com>,
>> "Pam" <stevens@pdrpip.com>,
>> "Becky" <bflen@pdrpip.com>
>>Subject: Fw: Mother's Day-From Gloria
>>Date: Tue, 4 May 1999 08:02:21 -0600
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>>
>>----- Original Message -----
>>From: Jimmy/Gloria Harrison (by way of Angel <eviolet@zianet.com>)
>><jvthree@spiretech.com>
>>To: <bradley@dfn.com>
>>Sent: Monday, May 03, 1999 6:02 PM
>>Subject: Fw: Mother's Day-From Gloria
>>
>>
>>> -----Original Message-----
>>> From: Mrsteeth27@aol.com <Mrsteeth27@aol.com>
>>> To: jvthree@spiretech.com <jvthree@spiretech.com>
>>> Date: Monday, May 03, 1999 12:00 PM
>>> Subject: Mother's Day-For Gloria
>>>
>>>
>>> >>Mothers: Every Year is Their Year
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who DIDN'T win Mother of the Year in
1999.
>>> >>
>>> >> All the runners-up and all the wannabes. The mothers too tired to
>>enter
>>> >or
>>> >>too busy to care.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off on metal
bleachers
>>> at
>>> >> soccer games Friday night instead of watching from cars, so that when
>>> >> their kids asked, "Did you see my goal?" they could say "Of course,
>>> >wouldn't
>>> >> have missed it for the world," and mean it.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick
>>toddlers
>>> >in
>>> >> their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry
>>> >> Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers of Kosovo who fled in the night and can't
>>> find
>>> >> their children.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see.
And
>>> >the
>>> >> mothers who took those babies and made them homes.
>>> >>
>>> >> For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew
Halloween
>>> >> costumes.
>>> >>
>>> >> And all the mothers who DON'T.
>>> >>
>>> >> What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad
>>hips?
>>> >>
>>> >> The ability to nurse a baby, fry a chicken, and sew a button on a
>>shirt,
>>> >all
>>> >> at the same time?
>>> >>
>>> >> Or is it heart?
>>> >>
>>> >> Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son disappear down the
>>> >> street, walking to school alone for the very first time?
>>> >>
>>> >> The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2
a.m.
>>> to
>>> >> put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
>>> >>
>>> >> The need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you
hear
>>> >> news of a school shooting, a fire, a car accident, a baby dying?
>>> >>
>>> >> I think so.
>>> >>
>>> >> So this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and
>>> >> explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted
>>to
>>> >> but just couldn't.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for reading "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And
>>then
>>> >> reading it again. "Just one more time."
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who mess up. Who yell at their kids in
the
>>> >> grocery store and swat them in despair and stomp their feet like a
>>tired
>>> >> 2 year old who wants ice cream before dinner.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who taught their daughters to tie their
>>> >> shoelaces before they started school.
>>> >>
>>> >> And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.
>>> >>
>>> >> For all the mothers who bite their lips -- sometimes until they
>>bleed --
>>> >> when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
>>> >>
>>> >>Who lock themselves in the bathroom when babies keep crying and won't
>>> stop.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their
hair
>>> >> and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their
>>> >daughters
>>> >> to sink a jump shot.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers whose heads turn automatically when a
>>little
>>> >> voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own
>>offspring
>>> >> are at home.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on their
>>children's
>>> >>graves.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find
the
>>> >> words to reach them.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for all the mothers who sent their sons to school with
>>> >stomachaches,
>>> >> assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get
>>calls
>>> >> from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them
up.
>>> >Right
>>> >> away.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep
>>> >> deprivation. And mature mothers learning to let go. For working
mothers
>>> >> and stay-at-home mothers. Single mothers and married mothers. Mothers
>>> with
>>> >>money, mothers without.
>>> >>
>>> >> This is for you all. So hang in there.
>>> >>
>>> >> Better luck next year, I'll be rooting for you.
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>
>>
>>
>
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