Our relationships with our mothers are pretty important. Like it or not, they actually come to define us in one way or another. We either take comfort in the strength of the relationship or take affront to the weakness. We either try to please the mom who loved us or try to get the attention of the mom who didn't. I know that's an oversimplification. There are too many factors to narrow everyone's maternal relationship down to a few bullet points. The movie "Psycho" alone should prove that. Even the best relationships can have horrible results and sometimes the healthiest people can come from the unhealthiest of relationships.
That's why, on this incredibly unnumbered birthday of my very own mom, I want to say how grateful I am.
We didn't always have the perfect relationship. There was this weird period of time where I hated just about everyone I could find reason to (you might call them "the teenage years" if you were looking to explore my life from the historical perspective), but she didn't really give me enough of a reason to get past the general teenage angst.
She loved me. I always knew it, even if I did have to call her every time I drove or walked or biked anywhere. I'd like to say "especially" because of all those things, but really I think she just worries about me too often.
She's even worried right now. She has her reasons.
I just think she sometimes forget what a strong person her and my dad raised (and I use "strong" for lack of a better word, because I don't always call what I possess strength). They gave me an easy life, but they taught me how to work. They gave me the help I needed, but made me earn anything else.
I probably won't ever be able to repay my parents for what they did for me. I promise them if they're nice enough to me for the next 20 years or so, I'll make sure they end up in a nice nursing home with a good cable TV selection, but I'm still too young to imagine a time where they won't be raising me in some way or another.
Thank you mom for being good enough that I could be good. I'm not always happy with what being a nice guy gets me, but you didn't raise someone dumb enough to believe it's not all worth it somehow.