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For many people like me, mother’s day isn’t a time of shared warm memories.
In fact it’s a good day to stay off social media to avoid the flood of sweet testimonials that are alien to our experiences.
My mother didn’t set out to be a bad mother. She was simply a poor candidate for the job.
Her choices were limited and she was never problem solver. Still isn’t.
When she was angry, frustrated, frightened, or sometimes just bored, she lashed out, verbally and physically.
As I learned to walk the tightrope of her moods, I didn’t know I was preparing for life as a writer.
She can’t hurt me like she once did but trusting others will always be an issue.
If you had a loving mother who supported and encouraged you, I hope you treasure her.
If your mother was like mine or worse, and many were much worse, I hope you have learned to leave the past behind and embrace your freedom from that tyranny.
If you are one of those marvelous women behind a generation who are growing up (or have grown up) with roots and wings - thank you.