Secrets Mother Never Told You
When a child's heart is broken, the child may eventually forgive the offender, but dollars to doughnuts the mother has a much harder time coming to forgiveness. Many years ago a softball coach denied my daughter a spot on his select team because she insisted on attending her own high school rather than the one where he coached. She cried for a day or two and got over it. I still resent that coach for putting my daughter in a no-win situation and making her so upset. Probably always will! Then five or six years ago, my daughter's boyfriend broke up with her shortly after he accompanied us on a vacation to Disneyland. She was upset for a while, particularly because he ruined "...the happiest place on earth." They have since become great friends, which I find delightful. When I see him, however, I still narrow my eyes a little and remember how heartbroken my baby was. Probably always will!
My baby, who is closer to 30 than to 20, lives much too far away. When I want to feel closer to her, I grab one of her old pillowcases from the linen closet. Don't ask me why, but it's very comforting. Then, after a few nights, the ruffle on the pillowcase starts to drive me crazy and I throw it in the wash. I don't use it very often, but I'll probably never get rid of her childhood pillowcase; it's the next best thing to a hug!
I always added turnips to my beef stew, but convinced both kids and their Dad that they were really potatoes. There, I said it.
Many mothers, including me, don't always like their children. Don't get me wrong, I will always love my kids unconditionally. That said, there were many moments when my kids were young when their behavior was less than desirable and they were absolutely no fun to be around. Did I always like to be around them? No! Did I still love them? Absolutely yes! No one can be likable all the time, and kids are no different. Shocking, huh?
And how is your week going?
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