There are occasional days when I don’t think about my mother. Mother’s day is not one of them. I would love to be able to be able to give my mother a call. I would love to be able to send her a card. Nothing would make me happier than to send her flowers, but none of those things will ever happen again. Mom died in 1993.
All of these years later I sometimes have the urge to pick up the phone and share a joy, or ask for advice.
This goes out to everyone who still has an open line. Don’t miss the opportunity to say I love you. And it also goes to those who, like me, can never again say the things in their hearts.


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My mother passed over the edge of the sky in 2001.
Yesterday was a toughie.
Now, I realize that she and my father gave me the warped, isolated personality I have, and crippled me in my ability to relate to other people. But they were doing the best they could, with the limited emotional understanding they had.
Last night, I heard a friend talk with great personal pain about how his own mother supported him physically, feeding and housing him, but didn't give him the affection and understanding he should have received. That's why Mother's Day was not even bittersweet, but bitter for him.
Mothers are human beings, and have human failings. It's one thing to dislike a mother for being deliberately cruel, egotistical and hurtful to her child. It's another thing when she doesn't honestly know any other way to be. That may be the problem with holidays that promote impossible idealistic qualities like "motherhood."
My Mom did the best she could. She couldn't help it that the best she could do was make me a lonely, miserable person. At least she tried, which is more than some mothers do.
She always was afraid of reptiles :-)
My own mother tried really hard. She sacrificed for us. I thought of her as warm, but my wife thinks of her as cold and distant. Says something about me, maybe.
Boomer Bob, a friend of my mother-in-law says she had nothing to do with raising her son. "He was just snatched up by the hair of his head."
I couldn't wish a "mommy dearest" mother Happy Mother's Day, but I give my own credit for doing her best.