Mother's Day

Tomorrow is Mother's Day! Tomorrow will be my 49th Mother's Day with my mom. Of course I don't remember those Mother Day's when I was very young nor did I go all out in my teenage years. I would have to say that I really started putting thought into Mothers Day was when I was in my 30's. I have tried to make the last few really count.

I just called my mom an hour go and cried to her because I am sick. I have hives all over my face, legs and torso! Hives the day before Mother's Day. Now it was a lot more than the hives that made me cry. Menopause is kicking my ass and I called mom to tell her about my hives, my bad period and the mess it caused in my house. She sat and listend. She wanted to come over but I told her no that if the hives got worse I would call her so she could take me to the hospital. I am 49 years old and I still want my mom when I am sick. I still want comfort from my mom when I am sick.

My mom and I had some ruff times in the 49 years I have been on this earth. My teenage years were rebelous, my 20's were pretty wild, my 30's I finally moved out of the house. We still had some ruff years in my 30's. In my 40's we have finally become friends.

No matter how many times I treated her like shit, ignored her, yelled at her, rebelled against her or just plain told her I wanted no part of her. She never gave up on me. She continued to love me and continued to be my mom. And let me tell you I was not an easy child to raise. Because of some things that happened to me I took it out on her. And I did not realize until my 40's that I should of turned to her for help when all those things were happening to me and she could of made it better. But I didn't and now I wish I would of.

No matter how old we get we always need our mom's. I have no husband, I have no children but I have my mom and I hope and pray that God allows her to be with me here on Earth for a several more years.