Tell me about your mom...

My mom had my sis and me pretty young. She has been married and working full time since she was 16. So I think as a result of all that, I didn't have much of a relationship while I was growing up.
Now that I have kids of my own, we have gotten much closer, I talk to her at least once a week.

 

my mom has been a vendictive paranoid most of my life. that may understandably have something to do with the time my dad locked her out in the snow when i was four years old. can't say as i've ever been close to either of them emotionally.

dad never acted aggressive drunk arround the house after that. i think he may have spent the rest of his life having been ashaimed of having done so.

my mom retreated into her televison after that. more so, i think then she might have before.

well i was hoping, after dad died, she'd have something of a bit of a life for herself, and she did for a little while. but now that she's 90, or somewhere near it, well, you know, that end of life is kind of about faiding back into nonexistence kind of.

i wish she could be calmer and more at peace with herself doing so.
i do care about her and don't wish to see anyone unhappy. but i think her and i are both happier when i'm not around her, even though she does ask to see me sometimes and i do go over to her little place every once in a while. my wife kind of baby sits her a lot of the time, which is nice because it means i can be alone to think and dream and create, which is what i'd really rather be doing then having to live with anyone anyway.

i am hoping and praying she does find a little more clearity and calmness and happiness.

=^^=
.../\...

 

My mom and I have a love hate relationship. On the days when she doesn't talk to me we have a good time. All we ever do is fight.....and I know it's because she hates who I am. She always wanted me to be a better version of her and I'm not. My mother grew up dirt poor with four siblings. She ran away when she was 14 and lived on the streets until she and her sister could afford to rent a place. She then lived with foster parents so that she could go to high school.....but she quit. She met my dad when she was 17 and married him less than a year later. Both worked hard to get where they are now in life.

I know my mom gets mad at me because I don't do things the way she tells me to. Her favorite thing to say to me is "You are just like an ungrateful 15 year old." I HATE the path she has chosen for me. We fight about it daily. She has kicked me out several times only to jerk me back in the house as I'm leaving to tell me that I'm not going anywhere because she would rather make my life a living hell. Wonderful. I love my mom......but I'm not sure if it's only because I feel like I should.

She is a hard person and it takes a lot of self control to put up with her. She rarely forgives and she never forgets. She's a tiny Native American woman. She says she's 5'2".....but really she's 5'1 1/4". I get along much better with my dad...and really I stay just so he has a buffer. I know that when I'm gone he will catch all the shit that I have for years. I know this sounds bad....but if she died I'm not so sure that I would even cry.

 

wow. This thread made me tear up a little. I didnt discover what a mother's love felt like till I was 18. I had to find it through my then best friends mom. My mother, if you could call her that is the coldest, meanest, megalomaniac, money obsessed, vindictive evil person I have ever had the misfortune of meeting. she alway was and always has been a literal whore. Money to her, is happiness and power. All my life we have been at war. She hates me because of who my father is, like its my fault. She alway had to find a way to ruin everything, and allowed both me and my sister to be sexually abused, she beat us, never, not once tried to take intresting in anything in our lives. basically though us her her maids. Now that we have moved away, she tries to guilt us into feeling sorry for her, but honestly, on my part, there is none forthcoming. We tried to warn her that her attitude would lead to her finding herself alone and miserable, and damned if it didnt happen. When I talked about Momma, my then best friends mom, she got so mad coz i call her Momma, and I stopped calling her mom when I was 7. she has been mother ever since, and apparently she was feigning hurt over it. I cant wait till she dies. I know its a horrible thing to say about the person who gave you life, but she is just an evil entity this world could do without. She is one of the reasons I dont want children. I am convinced she used to be a better person, and because of the circumstances, having children ruined her, and I dont want to go down that road. I am nothing like her, but I know I dont want my children to hate me the way I used to hate her, and I dont want to ruin another persons life bacause of my actions. I will breathe such a big sigh of relief when she is gone. Its like she is this boulder I carry, and cant wait to be free of. you guys are luck to have had good moms. I am a good mom to my puppy, and thats as far as im willing to go.

 

That was one of the sweetest things I have read in awhile

My mother is an inspiration to me everyday...
growing up I didn't have as much appreciation for my mom as I should
but leaving home and having my own kids has taught me a lot about what life must have been like for her..
anyways we get along very well now

 

My mom is the sweetest caring sensitive and full of life person I know. I can talk to her about everything and she always knows what to say and at least wont judge you out loud, if at all and would take anyone in and feed them if they needed a place to stay.
Unfortunately I'm most like my father, which isn't a BAD thing, just we're less in touch with feelings and stuff but I think that's the reason I'm that close with my mom, I'd probably fight with her all the time if I were just like her.
I get along fine with my dad too, just can't really talk to him like I can with my mom... we do have long, three hour talks about random shit, but my mom and I usually accomplish more when we hang out and talk.
I'm sorry about your mom, I don't know what I'd do if my mom died. *hugs*

 

My mom is such an amazing girl. We have a clash of egos.

 

I'll tell you about my mother..

 

My mom is invisible...

 

Hmmm, I take it that this picture supposed to represent something...

 

Whatever happened to the father?

 

quoted..?

 

My mom's the reason I'm vegetarian, I used to be vegan but I'm not responsible enough to stay healthy.

 

Your mom didn't teach how to be rebellious enough.

 

Thanx come_do_drawrings, it was just a small part of who my Mom was. She was an artist , a singer, a poet, a mother, a friend and as you say; an inspiration to me everyday. She was an inspiration not because she did "Great things" but because she did simple things greatly.

 

This is the Mom thread, maybe you should start a Father thread.

 

Don't take it personal. (ly)

 

I didn't, I was just answering your question and making a suggestion.

 

I was teasing you know. Ya gotta tease the milfs.

 

Sorry missed it entirely, next time give a wink so I'll know. I'm mostly German so I tend to take everything literally.