It's time to tell you the truth!

When ever I heard those words coming out of my mother mouth I cringed cause I knew someone was going to get it, A big dose of truth weather they wanted it or not It was usually very funny, but always nerve wrecking. Most people liked my mother she could be very warm and sympathetic, social and very funny. She also had this strong sense that there were times when people needed the bald naked truth and it was her mission in life to give it to them. I always knew when it was coming .I would become a little nervous and prayed silently that all would go well. I would watch as she spoke with people about this or that and usually it was great fun she was a good conversationalist and genuinely tried to make everyone feel comfortable. But when people became pretentious or insincere or delusional about themselves it happened, My mother became very quiet wrung her hands together eyes intense and shiny gathered her powers and announced very emphatically and with a great deal of dramatic flair that the time had come to tell you the truth."Ay que decirte la verdad"! Everyone became startled even my sister and I who knew the signs. Because we really never knew what she would say you see she really was an original. She did not dole out cookie cutter answer she would take the time to give them advice based on their particular situation, We all know people who give unsolicited advice that's not unique obviously. But the metamorphosis my mother went through was, It seem as though some spirit took possession of her and she became the absolute voice of truth, It reminded me of a show I saw years ago with comedian Charles Nelson Riley were he would be quite normal and then would rip his clothes off and underneath would be this costume that would transform him into Mr, Truth it was outrageously funny though I think it made everyone a little nervous too, because although it was funny, truthful, comical it was also brutally honest and unexpected. If I sound ambivalent in my admiration it's cause I am. I feel we all would like at times to rip off our mask face someone squarely and say it's time to tell you the truth! (That my friend is the source of our secret admiration for the very few who do) I don't know if it takes sincerity, courage or insanity. But I tend to view that behavior with a word my Jewish friends use a lot huztpah, Cause my mother sure had a lot of that's a matter of fact one of the things that stand out so vividly in my mind is that my mother had such strength of character she reminded me of a warrior going into battle with complete courage, even though the odds were stacked against her most of the time and even though she knew it, Weather it was something small or something big she would give it 100% of her effort and attention. She lived her life as if every moment mattered and as if everything was so important I personally don't feel the need to go around telling people the truth. I feel everyone has to find that out for themselves.but I do want to take a page out of my mothers life and live life like it matters and everything and everybody is important.and sometimes just sometimes I do get this strong urge coming upon me an then I feel that just like my mother " ay que decirte la verdad "(it's time to tell you the truth!)