My mother and I have always had an interesting relationship. There are many things that she helps me out with these days, and I am her companion when doing some things that she would not otherwise have a companion to do things with. Even as if I at times am critical of doing things that I may not find enjoyable or comfortable, I am beginning to be able to manage myself better as she does the things that she enjoys.

There has of course been the times where I have worn her totally thin and she did seek the care that I needed as a teenager and even though I had resented her for some time about that, I had eventually realized that was what she had to do in order to make sure that I was safe and got back into life as I knew it. I also know that she has time and time again been the fierce advocate that she needed to be to make sure that my life was as successful as it was when I returned home with them, so I did not fall into the same old ways that I did before she had to seek treatment for me.

It was also all the trips to wherever I was at, whether in the psych hospital or at vocational training to be able help me be able to be well enough to navigate the world along with making sure I was adequately prepared for what I needed to undertake during my own journey. She is my number one cheerleader and the one that constantly makes sure that everything in my life runs smoothly even if I know I got things under control, she does the double checks to make sure that things are just what they need to be.

In the end, it was recently revealed that some of my remarks towards here were constantly wearing her out because of the way that I sought attention from her, and it made me realize that I needed to work on myself more so that I do not act in that way towards her by finding better ways to channel my emotions. It is a continual process that continues to work its way out, but I can guarantee you that our relationship is much better because of the ability to have better channels of communication between us.

 It is always recognizing that I, like most humans only have one mother on this earth and I need to continue to treat her with the respect that she deserves and knowing that her love is mutually respectful, I need to work more with myself to better my reaction to the things that are unpleasant to me and be more able to let her enjoy the things that she does like, that there will be time to also have the things that I enjoy as well, that mothers are indeed a treasure to all and they need to be respected for their gifts and love not only on mother’s day but on each and every day because they are often the ones that brought us into this world and that in of itself is a blessing.