Flowers!

• To Mom

  Posted by Linda on May 3, 2010

   As an adult it surprised me to learn that my mom had regrets, that she questioned whether she had been a good mom or not.  That she wondered what I remembered of my childhood.  Had she been enough? 

  She was a great mom, not perfect, who is?, but she cared enough to draw the boundaries, I always knew she loved me, and her smile reassured me that all was well with the world.   She was the queen of one-liners and how often she cleared  the air with her humor and laughter.  She was warm and gentle.  I assumed she knew all of that.  How could she not know?  But the way she lit up whenever I told her, whenever I reminded her of a great memory I had with her, whenever I thanked her for the great mom she was, showed me how new and welcome that information was.  Like a huge relief.  Like a deep question answered.  It was her most important job and something in her needed to know that she had done it well.  As a young adult I didn’t get that.  As a Mom who has raised children of her own I get it.

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