My mother and I have a close bond.
It has certainly had its ups and downs.
There are good sides and bad sides.
But lately it has been better than it has been in a very long time.
The last few years have been a toll. But now we are in a better spot.
After I found independence, I struggled with maintaining my mental wellness.
She knew that and I was stubborn as a mule.
She left me sometimes in anger and tears. Never ending negative energy.
I would every time feel remorse saying the words I said to her.
She, as she always does sticks it out in love, being there for me, no matter what.
The one who answers the phone, no matter the time or day.
Oftentimes making my needs a priority before her own.
Yesterday, her dryer broke. She called me asking to use mine.
I am thankful that I have one.
When I moved to my present home two years ago, she sought it among a national supply chain demand struggle, got a discount and arranged delivery and setup of it and the washer, while I paid for it, she made it happen.
So, when she asked for the favor, without question I said come down whenever you can.
While the clothes were drying, we sat together on my couch, something we never did in my current home.
We sat and watched TV, exchanged stories of what was happening in our lives.
Honestly, I do not remember a time in my independent life where her and I were just able to enjoy life. No negativity. No anger. No bitterness.
I have come a long way and I am proud of myself.
I am proud of being able to extend myself to my mother for once and not be angry or bitter about doing it.
It is out of love and care. Putting her needs before mine.
Allowing myself to grow on my own after repairing years of damage.
It is moving on and making life better.