The greatest gifts in my life to this day was having an adult relationship with my mother where she was more than mom, she was a flawed, imperfect yet beautiful woman. I miss her so very, very much.
When I was a child I only really knew my mother from afar. You see, I was the 7th of 8 children (my mother’s nickname was Bunny) and my mother had little time to spend with me. As a teenager she was emotionally and sometimes physically unavailable because of illness, both physical and mental. But I will say one thing. I know regardless of the circumstances that she loved me. I’ve never doubted that.
As a teenager I got involved with alcohol and drugs and there really wasn’t a parent there to reign me in. In my early 20s I hit bottom and got professional help. Part of that help was therapy. During therapy I went back in my childhood to examine and then heal the hurt, the wounds. It was hard work and I went through a time where I felt the pain of not having my mother available during my childhhod. My therapist guided me through that time and brought me to a place where I began to see my mother as more than just mom, she was a person, a woman who had been through some horrible things in her life both as a child and an adult.
Well, what to say. I’m Ellen and I have created this blog to share with you things that help me deal with daily living. That’s a pretty broad topic don’t you think? Think of this blog as a place where we can share about serious issues in life and yet at the same time discuss fun and entertaining things that bring us pleasure.
So, take off your coat and stay awhile and prepare to engage in a conversation about “Living.”
