I have a confession to make, and I really hate to say this but I think I have to: I'm an arrogant jack-ass.
Now, before you jump to my defence and say that I'm being hard on my self, let me explain a bit; My Mum and I get along well. I almost hate to say this, because when ever a young man admits that he and his Mother carry on well, people always seem to assume he's a Mama's Boy for some reason. I'm don't consider myself to be one although, I suppose, I could always be wrong.
Anyway, although the two of us are close, I have for some time believed that I was 'wiser' than her. I think I first started to think this around HIgh School, partially because she began to rely on me for advice from time to time. Although I don't believe I was ever haughty with her, I came to believe that I had all of the answers and, in all honesty, there wasn't anything that she undersood or knew better than I did. If she was having problems at work; well, I certainly knew exactly what she should do. If her sisters were annoying her, I knew why. I somehow understood her entire family and its lore better than she did; even though, of course, she had grown up and lived with them all.
As I said; I was an ass.
Anyway, she called me last night after getting done with work, and we were talking. Being up in Alaska, I like to keep tabs on whats going on back in Wisconsin, of course, but I also want people to know how I'm doing as well. More than that, however, I've been having a very rough time the past few weeks; I'm getting over a cold, had the flu this past weekend, got rejected from two colleges I wanted to go to for grad school, and generally am not happy with my job or where I live. Pretty much, I've just been feeling depressed, apathetic towards everything, and horribly lonely.
So, we get on this topic and, for what ever reason, I just tell her everything that has been going through my mind, and just hos futile everything seems these days; I'm not even sure why I admitted as much as I did, I'm usually very reserved when it comes to anything 'deep' and am horrible at discussing it. I wasn't even particularly moppy while discussing it, in fact I was even laughing a bit from time to time, but I just told her everything I thought.
I don't remember exactly what she said, except for one thing "Dan; stop trying to fix people all the time. Did it ever occur to you that, maybe, people are happy the way they are?"
I had been right in the middle of saying something, and my jaw just snapped shut and I stood there for a second, speechless. I suddenly struck me that she was right; most of my frustrations stemming from my job is that so many people (especially the younger variety) always seem to resistent to everything that I am trying to do for them. This was followed by a second thought; I've been an asshole to this woman for the past umpteen years. Here I was, thinking I was so wise and all-knowing, and she just shut me up in two seconds and saw something that I had never even thought of before.
So, yes; I'm an arrogant ass.
The odd thing is, is that after getting off the phone with her I just felt so much......better; more at peace than I have in weeks, in not longer. I have no clue at all how she did it, or even WHAT she did; but dammit, I am never going to look down my nose at her in the least again. Mothers ROCK
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Or, at least, have strange "Mother Powers" which we will never be able to fully understand or comprehend. Therefore we should treat them with reverence, lest they turn them against us!
I only know a handful of Woody Guthrie songs so I can't comment on his resemblance to Mark Twain. Some country western singer with a clever way with words would fit the bill, I think.