Okay. I get it. I absolutely understand now that I treated my mother like shit MANY, MANY times in my life!! Wowzer. I am so sorry Mom! Remember when you told us, " I hope some day your kids put you through just a little of what you've handed me!" Well, I'm there.
My daughter is not yet 10. I was assuming I wouldn't be a stupid, embarrassing Mom till she was twelve or maybe even thirteen. Nope. 9 and 3/4 is all I got! She was embarrassed by how I ate salad today and talked while doing so at a restaurant. Or maybe that I chomped my food. Not sure. We've had six fights in two days over things that she insists I do grossly or disgustingly. Or she just doesn't want me around period.
Unless she needs something. Then I'm priceless! But 99% of the time now? Not needed. Not worthy. A failure. I just can't win. I guess the days of us being like two peas in a pod are kaput. We used to enjoy spending time together and while I know that there will be a time much later in her life when we get back to being good friends I know that it's going to be a long time before that happens and the bumps are going to not only continue but get much larger.
Mom, you are awesome! And someday I suspect I will be again. In twenty years! *Sigh*