“A lie wouldn’t choke you”.
As a child my mother often said those words to me,
as with the straightest of faces I lied to get out of trouble.
Sometimes in exasperation she would exclaim,
“Patricia, you would say mass”.
I should have perhaps,
gone on to be a professional poker player,
or an actress,
but I chose a life which perfectly fits my skill set,
I am a mother and wife.
On a daily basis,
I can perfect my skill.
“Had you a busy day?”.
“Desperately busy, I’m exhausted”.
“Did you see my favourite t-shirt?”.
“No, darling, I’ll help you look”,
as I hide it behind the wardrobe.
“Is that top new?”.
“Don’t be silly, this old thing is ancient”.
As a mother there is no end to my lies.
“I was an A student”.
“I’d never have done anything like that”.
“When I was a child I did as I was told”.
And so it goes on and on.
When I hear others on the radio and in print,
saying how important honesty is in a relationship,
There are so many other things that are so very important,
such as trust, companionship, laughter and love.
But honesty? I don’t think so.
They are, as far as I’m concerned, misinformed.
My mother was a master of deceit,
and in time I hope to pass on this skill to my daughters.
As we grew up we wondered at her boldness.
She relished a good lie,
and would laugh her heart out sometimes if in fact,
her lie resulted in completely fooling my Dad.
My husband laughs with and at me regularly.
We fight but always make up,
and we enjoy each others company.
I have no doubt he’s my best buddy,
and he tells me often he loves me,
Unless of course he is lying!
This was written in response to todays Daily Posts prompt
What is your least favorite personal quality in others? Extra points for sharing your least favorite personal quality in yourself.