Friday, 21 September 2007

#78 Sunday Scribblings - "My Name Is ..."

Gadzooks I’m amazed, yet again, as the weekly prompt jumped out of the screen as if it were meant for me ... thumping me right in the solar plexus ... I'm going down memory lane again!

“My name is …” yikes I can hear my Mum as she tortured us all for years with the “My name is Sue, how do you do” line. She wasn’t referring to the classic Johnny Cash tune, it was her way of rubbing it in to my Dad after learning in the 1970s that he’d been a cad, yet again, with a woman named Sue.

At any given opportunity Mum would recite it! We’d all cringe. "Give it a rest Mum" we'd implore. We’d roll our eyes and unanimously beseach that she let it go. We’d feel sorry for Dad at Mum’s incessant nagging never understanding what Mum was going through. Dad was the love of Mum’s life, he drove her mad, actually, she drove herself round the twist over Dad.

Despite Dad’s trysts they remained together for 62 years, in their own tormented union, their pact was unbreakable. For forty years we'd hear Mum's line, remember the song ... now it reminds me of how her heart was broken.

17 Comments:

Herb Urban said...

Bet your dad would have gotten in more trouble if he was caught messing around with a boy names Sue. Not that there is anything wrong with that, aside from the whole infidelity thing.

Fun post!

giggles said...

You have covered so many emotions in a few paragraphs! Impressive! It was sad and funny! Good job!

Peace Giggles

Me said...

62 years. What a remarkable feat!

paisley said...

i am given to wonder if they ended up loving each other????

Menopauseprincess said...

Wow, so sad. Still in 62 years I have to believe there was some form of love there.

Thank you for sharing this bittersweet story.

Jo said...

A sad, sorry tale.....but 62 years is quite a tally!

Gill said...

Such an interesting post - it makes you realise that ultimately love really does conquer all. doesn't it? We may have to make compromises and sometimes they are unfair, but if we truly love, we can work through it.

Patois said...

I'm not sure but I suspect I'd end up as bitter as your mum. But I'd never have let the kids in on it.

MX-Susan said...

Very touching sad sweet.

MissMeliss said...

Wow. Amazing story - the ability for people to remain loyal to loved ones continually amazes me.

GreenishLady said...

I found that so sad, And it must have been a very difficult situation to live in as children. I would never have imagined that prompt leading here.

Awareness said...

It's interesting how kids often have more empathy for the Dad than the Mom...even though it is plain to see even as kids that the Dad has been the one to wound...is it because Mom is around more? I've often wondered that.

Your post hits home....and leaves me feeling many things, and wondering again why people stick it out for so long. Who knows? I mean, do we ever know the full story behind any relationship? It's hard enough to stay on target with your own let alone figure someone elses out.

food for thought for me today......thanks :)

Jo said...

62 years of torture......what a waste. How heartbreaking for her, and for you. Do you think he regrets it?

gautami said...

It was her way of dealing with her tortured emotions. I suppose!

tumblewords said...

Nicely written - good imagery!

Karina said...

Wow, such a powerful post handled by you in such a lighthearted tone.

Sad to think of the pain your mom expressed in such a silly line.

Left-handed Trees... said...

Such a bittersweet post...like marriage, no?
Love,
D.

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