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Whose Your Momma?

Whose Your Momma?

The holidays bring out the crazies. I know. I’ve seen them.

The other day I watched a grown man spit lewd and rude comments at his papa. And the day before that, I over heard a young girl listing off everything that bugged her about her momma to her momma. Merry Christmas. Happy New Year. The crazies have landed just in time to share with family…

It’s not so much the adult children acting crazy that bothers me, as much as the look on the faces of momma’s and papa’s that have sacrificed  blood, sweat and tears for children who are treating them as if they are the enemy.  Of course the crazies show up in spades during the holidays and any other super charged emotional celebration. It’s the perfect time to launch the deadliest attack of all on a parent’s heart- an attack from their own child.

Whose your momma? Whose your papa? This is the question the crazies ask when they arrive in town to take over.  And after the unsuspecting adult child leads the crazed spirit to their parent, the crazies  research goes into high gear. Motivated as if they were  Black Friday shoppers it’s not long before they crazies uncover every weakness and vulnerability of the child in questions,  parents.  Armed with this information the crazies  infiltrate the adult children and take over the lens through which the adult views their parent.

Once the crazies have control of the adult child’s perspective it morphs distorted, dark and selfish and it isn’t long before the adult is lashing out at their own momma. Tempers flair. Accusations fly. Feelings are hurt. And sometimes it’s even worse. Sometimes parents walk away thinking, “I’m done…I’m so done….how dare that ungrateful little deluded adult treat me that way…

Some momma’s and papa’s are able to defend themselves by keeping ear plugs near, taking long walks and ignoring  anything that looks like grown adults stomping their feet and screaming about how things aren’t working out for them this holiday season.

I sometimes wish that all adult children lost their parents for a month or maybe longer. Maybe then they’d realize how crazy it is to ever disrespect or treat your own parent with less than unconditional grace, love and forgiveness.

I know for a fact not a week goes by where I don’t wish  my momma were here…. I think that’s why when I see adult children acting all crazy to parents that don’t deserve it- I want to scream…. “Listen up numchuck, you are the luckiest person on the planet – you still have your momma and perhaps even your papa…. now grow up and stop acting so dark and selfish…”


Whose your momma?

Photo By Reenie Brooking


Thank you Lord for helping me to learn that some people are irreplaceable and because of this all people deserve to be treated miraculous and entirely precious….


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Posted by on December 28, 2012 in Loss

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