Mothers – we all have one whether living or deceased. It is never a simple relationship.
This week I’m going to visit mine, who turned 100 last April. These trips are not easy. Firstly because our relationship was tumultuous. She could be very kind and very cruel, generous and abusive, demanding and acquiescent. I freely acknowledge that I had a part in all of this. The all loving mother and the innocent child are stereotypes that complicate the relationship.