I had a mother once. She died at age 62 in 1983. All I can remember about her is that she was my greatest champion who thought I could do anything. My well-being was high on the list of her priorities, if not at the top only because I had an older sister with special needs who occupied that spot. Sadly, in hindsight I see that I did not do for my mother anything close to what she willingly did for me. It never occurred to me.
Then I became a mother myself and suddenly my life took a back seat to my child. His happiness came before anything else, and still does. I would do anything required of me to assure his comfort and success in life. And sadly again, it is clear that he does not feel the same way about me. Motherhood is not a two-way relationship.
That's just the way it is. There's no punchline, no joke, no laugh. Just the honest truth, which any young woman considering taking on that role should fully understand.
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