It's Mother's Day and I'm sitting at home alone. Yeah, I know. Why?
I could tell but no matter what I say it's going to seem, it's about me
Well guess what, IT IS!!
I am the Mother. Granted I wasn't a great mother.
I wasn't even a good mother
In fact I probably deserve to be treated as an after thought for all I did
and didn't do. But, it's been 14 years and I am still trying to
pay back that wrong.
I used to look sometimes for something from the man who's child I had
Only he continually reminded me "You are not my Mother"
I thought he had a valid point at that time. But now, I see why this was just
one of the many reasons we never married.
After a while I accepted what he said and knew he would never get me
anything to thank me for giving him his child.
Through the years, I received the homemade cards and gifts from my offspring.
Wonderful cards that were hand selected with just the right verses or sayings.
I'm going to stop now, because I need to.
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