Mother's Day is Coming Soon

She wasn’t the greatest Mom. Heck, she wasn’t even a good Mom, at least not for the first 30-some odd years of my life. But, she was the only Mom I ever will have.

Many of my friends knew my Mom. Many of my classmates knew my Mom, but didn’t know me. To them, she was always the person I finally grew to know in the last years of her life.

Others knew me and not my Mom. They know what I went through at her hands and those of my father. I was able to know my mother differently. They weren’t. At least one of my friends remained faithful to me and to my experience, and was not able to forgive my mother in her own heart. Despite my having been able to do so, I will not ever be able to tell that friend enough how much her position meant, means to me. That dear, sweet friend has a daisy tattooed on her toe. Those of you who know that, now know. Thank you, my dear friend, for remembering, for caring enough, and for being such a true and faithful friend!!! You know who you are.

Nevertheless, I am thankful to have known the later years of my mother’s life. I am glad we were able to find forgiveness. I am even happier to have gotten to know the woman so many others already knew.

No matter what, I love you, Mom!

They will come back, come back again, as long as
The red earth rolls. He never wasted a leaf or a tree.
Do you think He Would squander souls?
"The Sack of the Gods" by Rudyard Kipling - 1907