A mother is someone who bore you with love,
My mother was none of the above.
A mother is one who takes care of you,
My mother had more important things to do.
A mother is one who watches you grow,
My mother didn’t even want to know.
A mother is one who cures you ills,
My mother thought you had to have chills.
A mother sits with you when you are sick,
My mother was more of a country hick.
A mother is one who will give you a hug,
My mother treated me like a bug.
What is a mother to all of you?
What is a mother, I wish I knew.
Two days from today, my parents would have been married 57 years. But in the end, disease brought both of them down. I ran away as soon as I could, to get away from all the abuse. But already, at the age of 17, I had PTSD. This led to alcohol, to failure of everything I tried to do with my life, just like my mother predicted. Now I have a disease she knows nothing about. This has turned my life around. I found God. I found other, hidden health problems. I found a new way of life. I found myself.