Does your mom drive you crazy? But, you love her dearly and always want her to be happy? If so, check out my new story below on thechangeblog.com.
My mother and I have the traditional Hollywood mother-daughter relationship. My mother is the antagonist and I am the baby cub that simply falls in line. Sometimes I try to prove my womanhood but it really doesn’t make a difference. She will always see me as a four year old with a frog in my pocket.
My encounter with my mom involves her telling me what to do and her missile launching several random questions at me all at once. And, she will not, even if she is eating, allow me to get a word in.
She says things like: Do you have an iron? Have you gained any weight? Did you ever return that library book? Did you lock your door? When are you going to start getting allergy shots again? Does your seatbelt work? Please do not speak to strangers or pick up hitch hikers. And, please do not accept emails from strange people asking you for money online.
She knows that I purposely avoid the news because I don’t want to hear about who killed who or how horrible the economy is. I am a sensitive yogi. Somehow she manages to brief me about all natural disasters and child slayings because, “I need to know what’s going on in the world.” And, she reminds me of things I don’t want to think about like ex-boyfriends I really want to forget and my car insurance bill being due. After every Dr. OZ’s show she calls to tell me what I need to incorporate in my diet if I “really” want to be healthy.
Needless to say, I am completely in love with this woman. She’s like a movie. But, sometimes, she pushes my buttons and pulls out my ugly side. At times, she makes me want to just run away or ignore her phone calls which makes me feel guilty and sad. She’s my mom. I owe her so much for being a great one. A few occurrences have happened lately that I deem as the universe reminding me to be nicer to my mother. Continue Reading HERE.