Mama's Window

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By: Wayne Brown

I have just been sitting here staring out mama's window. I came home for a long weekend to celebrate mom's 82nd birthday and to take her to a family reunion. It's just me and her for this trip. Dad died two years ago and mom lives alone in the house. She and dad were married for 61 years. When he passed, a part of her passed too. Still, she picked up the torch and carried on with the same courage and determination that she has shown to me all her life. These thoughts cross my mind as I gaze from mama’s window.


Mom did a lot more than just bring me into this world. She spent all of her life raising me even after I left home she just kept on raising me, my brother and my sister. That's just the way she is and the way she always will be. I don't have a problem with it. She probably saved me from some worse fate by raising me for so long. She gave me my sense of humor, my quick wit, and my common sense ability to see things for what they really are most of the time. Most importantly, she taught me how to laugh at myself. I'd say that's a lot of gifts for one little boy, wouldn't you? I can never stand here gazing out of mama’s window without thinking of those wonderful gifts.


Mom and I can sit and talk one on one for long periods. She always has a tale to share; some information that I have not yet acquired. Sometimes we visit cemeteries together and she walks me from grave to grave telling stories and painting pictures of the people there. I have learned a lot just listening to mama. When I headed off to college, she made me take the time to learn how to iron clothes, make tuna fish salad, and sweet ice tea. She always told me that no one could hold me hostage if knew how to do those things. She was right too!


When I visit her, I like to look out the window when things get quiet and she goes off to tend her chores. Just looking outside into the yard starts my mental juices flowing. I can see the pack of little boys running loose out through the yard on those hot summer days. No shirts, a pair of ragged jeans or shorts, tanned to the nth degree on all our exposed skin, each and every one. We played outside from early morning to sunset and after. The outside world was our sanctuary, our home, our place where we could pretend. It was the schoolhouse of our imagination visible there to me now outside of mama’s window.


We reinvented ourselves everyday turning into football stars, baseball sluggers, or our favorite television adventure character like Superman or Flash Gordon. We rode the prairies and chased the outlaws on our bean-stick ponies that we reined with shoe laces. We were the fastest guns in the West sporting names like Wyatt Earp, Doc Holliday, Lash LaRue, and Johnny Ringo. We ordered the same cap-gun western pistols for Christmas year after year until we were old enough to ride bicycles and our interest changed. All those things played out there on the lawn just outside mama’s window.


At times, I can see my dad standing out there in the yard. He sometimes, in his own solitude, just stood in one spot in the yard and gazed into the sky. I often wondered what he was thinking about during those times but I never asked him. Those thoughts were his and I did not want to pry. Maybe his imagination was at work as well. Perhaps he was thinking about avenues that his life could have followed; adventures that he could have had over the course of his life. Maybe he was just admiring the beauty of the world as he stood there gazing just outside of mama’s window.


The years, my experiences, my travels, have all molded and changed me over time. Much of it has been for the better. None of it has ever taken away anything that mama gave me. I have remained true to her words and they have served me well in most every situation that I have encountered. Mom has always been there like a lighthouse beacon on a distant shore. Like that beacon, she is always there no matter the seas or the weather. She is always there helping to guide me through the storms and safely back to the harbor. Standing here looking out mama’s window, I realize how wonderful that makes me feel and what a special mom I have had all these years. That realization is crystal clear to me as I gaze out mama’s window.


Time will pass and mom will not be here someday, at least not in a physical sense. I know that. She will go to be with my dad. But even then, she will live on in my heart. Her words will never leave me just as her mother’s words remained with her throughout her life. I also know that one day someone else will stand at this window just as I do today. I hope they will be able to look out and see the wonderful memories from their life as I can see mine today. As for me, in my mind, I will always have this window to look out. The view and the emotion forever reside in my consciousness. I will always be able to come here to this spot and gaze out on the beauty and see the memories just outside mama’s window.

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breakfastpop 6 years ago

Wayne, what a moving and beautiful tribute to your Mom. I'd say you are both very lucky people to have each other. The relationship you share is very special and rare.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

Thanks Poppy! She is a one of a kind and a jewel! Thank you for taking the time to read it! WB


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rose56 6 years ago

I was very touched . I love your hubs and I am a fan. cant wait to read more. Thank you wayne.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

Thanks Rose...I will try to keep cranking them out. Check out some of my older ones. I think you will enjoy them. Look at "Clear Lake" and "The Vacant Lot". Thanks for the read! WB


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cjv123 6 years ago from Michigan

You are a very blessed man and your Mom a very, very blessed woman to have a son like you! What a lovely and fitting tribute to your Mother. Very well done!


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

Thank you cjv123...Like most kids, I spent my young years wanting to get new parents (like the Cleavers!). Luckily, my stints away from home over these years has shown me how lucky I was in the parent drawing. My parents did not have the luxury of riches or education but they were good people and they taught us kids to be good people too! What a great gift! Thanks for the read and your nice comments! WB


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lalesu 6 years ago from south of the Mason-Dixon

Thank you for this, Wayne Brown, as I read, my mind stood at the two windows of my grandparents' houses. Two very different families, but both, the places where my heart was homegrown. You took me back there, made me recall sights and sounds that lay cares to rest and make night noises music to my ears. Happy birthday to your sweet mother. Enjoy your visit with her.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

You are quite welcome, Miss Laura...glad that I could jiggle your memory juices a bit. That's why I write...I think! My sweet mom is 82 and still standing under the rigors. She makes me laugh out loud with her humor and wit. She's the reason I am here and I am trying to make her proud! Thanks for the the read and sharing your comments. WB


SilverGenes 6 years ago

I really enjoyed this hub - thank you. You are a lucky man to have the opportunity to stand at the window that overlooked your childhood and all the years after. Your mom sounds like a very special lady and I hope you both enjoy the family reunion.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

Thank you, SilverGenes, we did indeed enjoy the reunion and mom's 82nd birthday. We moved to that neighborhood when I was almost five. My dad decided to leave the farm and pursue a live in town. And yes I am lucky to be able to still gaze out at it. Funny, it hasn't changed as much as I have! (LOL) Thanks for the read and your comments. WB


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K J Page 6 years ago from Pacific Northwest

Do you suppose your father - as he stood gazing up - was seeing other lads at play? Recalling his own youth as he watched you enjoy yours?

Mothers are such tender and giving people in our life - I am watching my own daughter as she realizes the full import of motherhood as her daughter spreads her tender wings and reaches out to experience life beyond the nest. Just turned 16, she has just begun to test her Mother's fortitude and strength.

Wonderful way to take us all home with you.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

Thanks for the read and your comments, KJ. We turned our last one out of the nest about 5 years back. I still remember those "enduring years" of the mid-teens. It is indeed a "testy" time. Either you have trained them by then or you will need a 2x4 just to get their attention. Thank you for stopping by...hope to see you again soon! WB


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kaltopsyd 6 years ago from Trinidad originally, but now in the USA

What a beautiful Hub. I enjoyed reading it. You mother sounds wonderful and it sounds as though you've had a great relationship with her.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

kaltopsyd...thank you for the read and your nice comments. Mom and I have always had a very good relationship mostly due to her dedication to it. As we both age our appreciation for each other only grows. That was a lot of my inspiration for this piece. Stop by again! WB


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Truckstop Sally 5 years ago

What a beautiful tribute to your Mom and your childhood. She'll be able to see those same memories in that dreamhouse you'll build (was it $10 million)? Moms can always picture their kiddos as children and wish for the best. My baby is 15, and he started his first job today. He is proud, and so am I.

You are a good son!!


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas Author

@Truckstop Sally...My mother was such a strong influence in my life and always a fan and a supporter. She would have worked five jobs to make sure that I had what I needed to get through college and never complain. She gave me my sense of wit and my quickness in analyzing a situation. She influenced my life in so many ways because she had presence. She didn't care if you were listening or not, she told you what she thought. Amazingly, much of it stuck with all three of us kids. Amy, never discount your power as a mother...even when your kids are telling you they do not want to hear it...they will hear. My mother never gave up on us and we never gave up on her...its just that simple. Thanks for the good words and yes, it will be 10 million if I can come up with that kind of money...nothings too good for mama. WB


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Truckstop Sally 5 years ago

Thanks WB!! All of my kiddos were together tonight, and we had such fun. I know it will not happen very often. I do appreciate your words, and I hope they appreciate mine. I have learned to pick my battles and to make sure they know how much I love their individual gifts, talents, even their quirks . . . It is hard to be a parent, but so rewarding too . . .


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas Author

@Truckstop Sally...you are a charm Amy...and a great mama! WB


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

I missed this one Wayne, glad to have found it. There is nothing more precious in a boy's life than the quality time he shares with both parents or just one. You shared a little bit of both your love for Mama and Papa, I am touched.

You are a fortunate boy/man to have those close ties and memories shared together with parents. I wish I could say the same, however I was blessed to find my angel in George who saved my soul.

This is a beautiful window you look out of with reverence to your mama, she is blessed to have a son like you my friend. Thank you for this share, I wiped a tear rolling down the side of my cheek.


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas Author

@saddlerider1...Glad you found this one Ken. As you state, I am very blessed with having had my mother and dad for so many years. It was only in my later life that I realized what God had given me and I cherish both of them. Thanks so much for you good words! WB


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denise mohan 5 years ago from California

Well, no wonder you have such a fine and well tuned mind. You write so well that it brings us home with you. Thnx Wayne, you're a doll!


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas Author

@denise mohan...Thanks so much, Denise. When I wrote this I had just returned from a visit with my mother. We have some good conversations and share some laughs. My mom has a wit and timing that always catches me off guard. She can say some funny things at the best times...just too funny. I am off to see her again in a couple of months so I will be reinspired soon! Thanks so much for the kind words! WB


Becky 5 years ago

Lovely tribute to your Mom. I really miss mine and hope you have many more years with yours.


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Wayne Brown 5 years ago from Texas Author

@Becky...my mom just turned 83 and still has a very good mind though her body is suffering with arthritis. She is a trooper and keeps fighting. I love her dearly. Thank so much! WB


Becky 5 years ago

Just love her and tell her how much she means to you. We do not do that enough. It will make the arthritis pains hurt less.

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