Tell Your Story

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This husband and I…

Were browsing some shop…when out of the blue he says…surely you miss your mom…think about her now and then…I think about my dad every day…and miss him…

The answer to this…sad to say…is no…this old gal…does not miss her mom…thinks about life as a child now and then…remembers some good…but does not…miss a thing…the outbursts…games…manipulations…guilt…fear…exhaustion…control…threats…anger…turmoil…it was just a relief…to have it end…

Don’t know how young mother of three me…could have navigated life…and continued to be a pawn…in that toxic game…that was…us…initially…grieved the loss of what could have been…a mother daughter relationship…but 23 years later…have that with those daughters of mine…don’t need…anything else…

So no…there is no longing…no grief…no heartache…no wistfulness…

Hard to rationalize perhaps…seems callous…from another’s perspective…but that’s ok…we each have a story…that story…personal…those feelings…our own…

Share your story…for some…it will resonate…for others…it won’t…but for one…or two…it may be a safety net…open your heart…and be…just…that…
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And that husband of mine…agrees…