Human Relations

In my human relations class last week, our (quirky) professor gave us an assignment.  I'll start at the beginning.  My professor has us call her Kathy.  Last week she told us her daughter who lives in Colorado had a change of plans for Thanksgiving.  Originally, she wouldn't be able to come home but now she is.  So she told us over Thanksgiving break we should spend one hour alone with our mother and have her write Kathy a note.  She is known to give extra credit willy nilly and this was one of those moments.  Since I live at home still and commute to campus everyday, I asked, "What if you still live with your mother?"  Kathy asked me if I spent time with her....I had to call my  mom right after class.  This is the note she wrote that night.
 

“A daughter is a little girl who grows up to be your friend.”

      This week an assignment was given….spend an hour with your mom over Thanksgiving break. Oh my, only an hour? My daughter, Angie, and I spend many hours together. We are blessed.
      Would I share her with you? You betcha. Her joy is infectious and her quirky ways will make you laugh. However, I will warn you, your heart will be wrenched in two when her diseases flare and the pain takes her smile away.
When “my bug” was little I tried to teach her that life wasn’t fair. A lesson I learned when my brother was killed. BUT darn it all, life is REALLY not fair to Angie. Her story is long….you should hear it ALL sometime….she really is an amazing person. I’m so proud to be her mom.       Angie is a treasure. Her illnesses are difficult. We don’t know what tomorrow might hold and SO we make the most of today. We spend hours talking….about little things and big things. She has an awesome attitude. She is a wonderful friend.
Michelle


When I gave the note to my professor, she had tears in her eyes.  Of course, I agreed when she asked if she could anonymously share it with the class.  I told her I had no problem with her sharing my name.  She read it to the class and let them decide how much extra credit I should get.  They maxed me out extra credit.  My relationship with my mom is the perfect example of human relations.