When my first child was born my mother told me not to expect her to be a babysitting grandmother. I never asked. Years went by and she asked in tears why I never asked her to babysit. It was frustrating and made me crazy. In the end, she had dementia…
My Mother
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My Mother The Narcissist
My mother was everything I would not become. I was convinced I would have a close relationship with my children, I would treat them with respect as a person, and never say, “because I said so” without a rationale. I vowed to help them be social and learn from the…
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Mom
Most people remember bits and pieces of their childhood but never really dig deep. Like hypnosis deep. I’ve been digging for decades and still uncover major details. One thing leads to another like unearthing a sappy mystery. It started a few years ago when I was thought I might have…