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tokana's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sweet Mom of Mine I love my mother. I’ve always been much closer to her than to my father (although that relationship is improving, but that’s another post). When I was little I hero-worshipped her. When I was an adolescent I hated her for loving me so much. Now that I’m an adult I have a friend in her. It’s a weird moment when you realize that your hero is human. It happened to me a couple of years ago. Once I realized my hero was gone I had to start a new relationship with her as a human. It’s not easy. Having an adult relationship with your parents is not easy. But it’s necessary. Candice and I were talking about this last weekend, we both like our mom’s more now than we did 5 years ago and we agree that it’s both because we grew up and that they realized that we had grown up. I don’t think everyone has this realization though. I think some people always view their parents as just that and some parents never reach a point where they can recognize their child as an independent adult. I’m glad that I didn’t suffer from that hold up. I do still have to remember that she’s my mom though, she takes comments that friends would brush off to heart. She worries when I tell her about things I do and I can often see her fighting down a ‘momish’ comment. Now there’s a whole new twist, now my brother is out of the house and the process is in full swing with both her kids. She seems to be handling it all very well enough. I was mildly worried she’d be depressed, suffer from ‘empty-nest’, come over all the time to see us. I should have known better, she’s too busy for that nonsense. The only tangible proof that she misses us can be seen in her current desktop. I know, I’m rambling…I’m having trouble turning my thoughts into a cohesive point…eh, I know what I mean. 5:29 p.m. - March 10, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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