Earlier this week was the day set aside to honor Mother’s. I’ve been asked several times this week what I did to celebrate my own mother. My answer, in each case, is “nothing”. I usually have to follow that up with an explanation of the relationship, or lack there of, that I have with my mother. It’s now been nearly two years since I’ve had any contact with my mother. Oh, it’s not that I haven’t tried to get in touch. I’ve written letters and sent cards, none of which have brought about any response.
So, how do you connect with someone who has become a stranger to you? On some level, yes, indeed, it is sad. But, on another level, I am at peace, knowing that I’ve done my best to reach out. The truth is that I’ve never has a close relationship with either of my parents. I am absolutely amazed at people who have a close relationship with their parents. You might even say I’m a little envious.
What would I say to my mother, given the opportunity? I’d tell her thank you for giving me life, for the opportunities that she provided me. I’d ask her forgiveness for the misunderstandings we’ve had. I wouldn’t really expect a great deal of healing from our exchange, but I would like to clear the air.
Here’s my confession: In so many ways, it feels like death has happened and I didn’t get the chance to say good bye. I wish my mother well. I really, really do. Yet, after all this time, it seems one of the most impossible tasks to expect reconciliation. I hope that she is happy and healthy and has peace in her life. Happy Mother’s Day. Thank You.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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