I guess I have always known, on a subliminal level, that she was a negative person. But since I’ve come back home I’ve noticed it more on a conscious level. She never had anything nice to say about any of her children. She never seemed proud of anything they did. My father, on the other hand, would always say he had a wonderful wife and six good kids— what more could a man want. And I think a good deal of our respect for our mother was connected to my father’s devotion to her. If we made her mad we would make him mad. He adored her and we wondered why.
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Well written-we all need to purge our feelings and at the death of a parent we often do. My mother was the same way towards me but had a "chosen one" who grew into a beast after my mom died. The basis of her nastiness is jealousy and greed. At a young age you quuickly realized that it was a waste of time to share with her because she really chose not to care. That was your mother's problem not yours! It sounds like you grew into a beautiful person in spite of your mother. All we need is one adult to love and care for us and you had your dad and I had my grandmother-truly gifts from above.
I did enjoy your story as it also reminded me of me and my Mother,It's hard to let go but you must let the negetive pass away as well.Know who you are and be everything she wasn't that is how I handle the pain of not really having a Mother that loved me .Always here if you need to talk . Loria Farruggia
I liked your story and your explanation. I was also one of six but had the opposite bond with my mom. She was Super mom. Ran 3 family businesses and was a true partner to dad. She saw each of our personalities as being different but equal. I was her "happy child" and she admired my emotions and being able to express them. She was shy and dad was the talker, charmer. We admired her strength. She had four of her children in the family business. She worked by choice till she died at 75. We all miss her. What she once said was we are certain of one thing..we all are born and we all will die. if you grieve too long, you'll never live. I do understand through your life with your mom why you all feel that way about her. Your dad will be a different story. May it not be written for a while. Thank-you for sharing. Linda Carter
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