Mothers day...A day of celebration? Maybe to some...Being a Father and not a Mother, I'm not to sure...My Mother, dead now for two years, was fragile in so many ways and was good at hiding it...Sometimes with
alcohol, sometimes by just being a mean spirited person. Needing always to be the center of attention and in control of everything, I don't think she ever realized how out of control she was. But she was my Mother and I loved her dearly.
Marrying and becoming not only a husband, father, and a son-in law, only added to my Mothers insecurities. Now I had to divide my attention between her, a wife, a daughter and a mother-in-law....At that time in my life Mothers Day became the holiday that I detested. No matter what I did, someone wasn't going to receive the attention they felt they needed and deserved.
Now..my Mother has died, my wife left me for an unemployed drug addict and my daughter is grown and an independent young lady....
So now I raise my glass to all you Mothers......
