I read someplace that the 4th Sunday of October is the mother in law day - observed since 2002. Wonder who observes it. It seems to be going unnoticed. I would not have given it much thought either, except that I have turned a m-i-l this year. I must have been greeted innumerable times by a 'hi , mother in law' or invariably by a question - how does it feel being a mother in law. Initially, I felt strange that people asked me that!! I can understand questions like - how does it feel being married or how does it feel being a new mother. Those are relevant questions. Those indeed seem real milestones in life. But being a mother in law? I did not feel any different for some time. But surprisingly now I do! Not being a mother in law really, but knowing that your daughter has moved out of your house into another and trying to make adjustments. It feels good to see her adapting to her new life. That's when I do feel like a mother in law. And one more addition to the family even though the daughter has moved out is rather comforting.
I read the responses to 'would you quit if you come into a lot of money' - a query posted on WSJ blog. That set me thinking. There are days ( more frequent now) when I dread going to work. And we have our own little business - no boss to worry about either. But yet as I said there are so many days you just would stay back if only there were no responsibilities. But it did get me thinking about what I would do with the extra money. One thing for sure - I would work - I am old enough to think of retirement in the near future, but work is essential to keep fit. Maybe money could give you a choice of the job , since earning would not be the sole aim. Otherwise even if I did come into money I would remain very much the person that I am. It would be nice not to check the price tag closely on every purchase. I would love to travel all over the world - Italy, Egypt, China - and yes it would still be a shoe string budget. I could even make this blog interesting with my travels round the world. Anyway, this is something I hope I can do even without coming into wealth!! Since I cannot see the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, there is no harm dreaming. Being a Libran -- I am a born dreamer. That is something I can do and it doesn't cost money!
My daughter wanted to know how I was coping with the 'empty nest syndrome'. I have been meaning to take up some of my interests a little seriously. I have always been fascinated by paper collages and thought I should take it up again. Here is a small collage that I initiated. Hopefully after a few more of this kind, I should be able to take on more detailed and larger collages.
I am really not the sort to keep an aquarium or the least interested in fishes. However, my daughter ( or was it the son in law's idea?) sneaked in a fish bowl with baby mollies in them and well, I have no alternative but to take care of them. It's been at home for 3 days now and I have begun to slowly observe them a little more keenly. Who knows I may take it on as a major project as time goes by. Anyway here's a picture of the fishes on day 3.
Music, these days has the same effect as my 'old friends' - soothing. Especially music of yore. Brings back the old days. There was this particular song that we sang whenever we went on vacation with my parents ( which takes me back some 45 years!!). There was a song for every occasion - when the lights were off, when my eldest brother came home, a song for my mother and so on. They were meaningful lyrics. Where has all the beautiful music gone? Not that I don't enjoy the music of the present. After being exposed to the music choices of my children I have begun to enjoy some of it. There is a definite beat and I do find myself tapping my feet to the music. Very gently, at times I am told not to pay attention to the lyrics or ensure that I do not watch the music video - lest I am shocked. Strange are the times. When we were young our parents warned us not to watch a particular film. These days it is the reverse!!
But a note of cheer - retro music is back. Maybe at times in a remixed version. Nevertheless, my point is proved that there can be no substitute for the music or the lyrics of the good ole oldies.