NO MORE WIRE HANGERS!!!

You reap what you sow. There is perhaps no greater truth than that. Karma never forgets and she will always get you in the end. Im reminded of that in my relationship with Mommie Dearest. I call her that for a reason. If you’ve ever seen the Faye Dunaway movie of the same name, you know what I’m talking about. My own relationship with my mother has always, always, ALWAYS been strained. Perhaps from the day I was born, when I stubbornly refused to be born naturally, turning my head up and away, and getting stuck somewhere in her pelvic bone. They had to perform an emergency c-section to get my stubborn little butt out. The doctor’s words then were “its her way or the highway”. Prophetic words perhaps. From that moment on, my mother and I have always butted heads. I don’t remember a time in my life when she and I got along. When I was younger, I often referred to her as the wicked witch...as in “ding dong the witch is dead, the wicked witch, the wicked witch...”-Wizard of Oz. I sang it loud and clear whenever she was being extra witchy-my mom was too dense to pick up on my snarkiness which was evident even back then. In my teenage years she was the Bitch I cant stand. In later years,That Woman, and now the passive-aggressive nag who never shuts up and god why cant I move cross country so I never have to see or hear her again. Or simply Mommie Dearest. I blame her for everything that went wrong in my life because it can all be traced back to her. She is the root of all my issues and problems in life. So needless to say, I do my best to avoid her at all costs. This has not gone unnoticed by Mommie Dearest. She will tell anyone who will listen, all up and down the east coast, how ungrateful and rotten I am. How I never call her. How I am such a bad daughter, blah, blah. If I am a bad daughter (and I'll cop to that), its only because I had a bad mother. How can she expect from me that which she NEVER gave-love, compassion, time. She was always mean and cold towards me so its no surprise that I turned out a mean cold person. Im not to blame for that-I simply followed her example. Children grow up, people. And we do not forget the offenses our parents committed against us. Remember that if you are planning on having kids or have little ones already. Your kids will spend more time being adults than being kids and if you want a future relationship with them as adults, start laying the foundation for that when they’re children. Bond with them. Talk to them. Encourage them. and most of all, LOVE them. Dont just say it, SHOW IT. My mom said she loved us but truthfully I dont recall ever seeing that love in motion. She never hugged me for Pete's sake. You'd be surprised to find out how much that alone can damage a person. In particular a woman because we are wired for hugs and cuddles. No surprise that I crave hugs from any and everyone.
As for my mother, Im afraid its too late. Especially when she is in such strong denial about her actions...so if she finds herself alone and unloved now...well...I say its merely karma paying her a little visit.

“All I ask, Your Majesties, is that you show her the same courtesy that she has bestowed upon me"-Ever After