My mother used to live for her children; despite our almost constant bickering, she was happiest during holidays when my brother was home from boarding school and she had both her kids under one roof. Now she has both her kids on a single property, but she doesn’t live JUST for us any more – she would still do anything for us, as long as it doesn’t negatively impact on her only grandchild.
I’ve had to move back and be dependant on my mother for the last nine years, and it’s not always easy for me; it’s dented my pride, and after some time of independence, keeping her informed of my social life is sometimes a little annoying (I understand that she’s just concerned about my well-being, and want to ensure I’m not in a ditch or stranded next to the side of the road). I feel guilty about doing things on Tuesday and Thursday nights, because those are my nights to take care of dinner; I hate that I can’t make a greater contribution to the groceries. But I’m immensely grateful to have a mother that’s always given me everything I need, and when she could, also the best of what I want.
My brother, nephew, and I are blessed to have her in our lives, and to care about us as much as she does. Thank you for everything, mom. Happy Mother’s Day 🙂