tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post3066041703991427633..comments2024-03-28T11:20:31.192-04:00Comments on Years That Answer: Accepting my motherColettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-91068527764486951502016-03-07T07:55:45.696-05:002016-03-07T07:55:45.696-05:00I hear you.I hear you.Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-35491574114782843402016-03-07T07:51:06.195-05:002016-03-07T07:51:06.195-05:00Unlike my brothers I spent most every day of my li...Unlike my brothers I spent most every day of my life with my mother until her death three years ago. And yes, I was there at the very end, with my daughter by my side. Without getting too deep so early I shall just say this post hit very close to home. Middle Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12334580430376973159noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-70370086991005214242016-03-02T14:35:03.157-05:002016-03-02T14:35:03.157-05:00It is really hard to see them as separate people, ...It is really hard to see them as separate people, and not just The Mom.Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-48538951704631335892016-03-02T13:10:37.917-05:002016-03-02T13:10:37.917-05:00Very tender and truthful. It was only when I hit 4...Very tender and truthful. It was only when I hit 40 that I realised that my mother was actually an attractive woman apart from being my mother and that she she was never an old woman until much much later.Sabinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09015827501648296977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-71850003278267162482016-03-02T06:34:57.263-05:002016-03-02T06:34:57.263-05:00I am.I am.Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-60734365274124613042016-03-01T20:20:15.081-05:002016-03-01T20:20:15.081-05:00Love like that from a mom is huge. You were lucky...Love like that from a mom is huge. You were lucky to have had that.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-2068559893874887972016-03-01T12:52:41.065-05:002016-03-01T12:52:41.065-05:00Yes, I am very thankful for my mother's accept...Yes, I am very thankful for my mother's acceptance and love. My father was the problematic one in my family. But like you say, knowing how they were raised sometimes help us in understanding the underlying motives of a troubled person. Colettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13929646037752189809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729559664676971737.post-42963816883217639602016-03-01T10:25:15.817-05:002016-03-01T10:25:15.817-05:00Very thoughtful, it is possible to forgive a mothe...Very thoughtful, it is possible to forgive a mother who meant harm but it's a constant work in progress. On both sides. Like you, I've decided to cut her some slack... particularly after having learned about episodes from her past. The gift of acceptance you and your siblings received from your mother is a very great thing; I am truly glad for you. =)The Crankyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11482237436135513483noreply@blogger.com