REPOST: For those without mothers (page 5)

Dearest Mommie,

I miss you terribly. I wish I had not gotten so angry over your stubborness and I also wish that you would have been honest and open with me about being ill so that I would have understood your stubborness !

This first Mother's Day without you is hitting me hard. I specifically looked up this thread of Lee's to honor you. I feel so very fortunate NOT to have had a JW mother and very ashamed to have been a JW daughter for those dozen years; years that I neglected you on special days like today. Yes, I would call you always, so that you knew that I was remembering you and your love, hope, and sacrifices for me, but I still didn't do all that my heart was wanting to to honor you.

My kids' friends often call me "The Mom." Everything maternal about me came from being part of you and from observing you. You taught me how to give to others (somehow I didn't learn the lesson on how to command respect, which you always did) and gave me sage advice on many, many occasions. You taught me to believe in me, told me I was beautiful, smart, loving, etc., things all children need to hear. I can count the number of times you hit me on two fingers. And I know I deserved it one of those times, too! You demonstrated patience -- a trait I don't share. You taught me that racism and discrimination are wrong. You showed me that a determined woman can successfully run her own business at a time when only a few women were even out working if they had families. You believed that knowledge is power and made yourself knowledgable. You trusted me to make decisions for myself and to be strong enough to live with the [sometimes bad] consequences. When I was arrogant about my JW religion, you firmly stood up for your own beliefs, which were much more loving and inclusive than my own. When I was crushed at learning the deceit that permeates the JW religion, you were kind and supportive. When we were little, you sewed beautiful clothes for us, so that we shouldn't feel poor. You made life fun and interesting by being fun and interested. You taught us to "look it up" to expand our horizons. You drew and painted with us, made us costumes, taught Sunday school, stood up for us with school counselors, took on the Board of Education, marvelled over all our endeavors, even when you yourself were sad. Mutli-tasking was second nature to you. You protected us, scrimped for us, made sure we all would know what was what when we were ready to be homebuyers. You loved our dogs and our cats and buried many. And you buried a grandchild, a husband and a daughter before you graced me with your own dying. Graced me because you taught me the most important lesson of my life as you made your exit from this world: there IS another world, we are immortal, and there is a God/dess who is Love.

I want to continue to honor you by living the rest of my life in a way that will benefit those around me, as you lived yours to benefit others.

Thank you, Mom, for loving me. I love you, too. Very much.

Brenda

Dear mum

I write this with mixed feelings - deep sadness that you died so young and in so much pain, deep sadness that you left a 5 yr old daughter and two very confused sons of 13 & 16.

I am also sad that you did not protect me from regularly getting the shit beaten out of me, even when he used the steel bar and the time when I was 13 and he broke my nose for telling you to ['edit]am also still very angry that your short temper caused most of the violence, you never had a good word to say about either me or Phil. I am extremely sad that it took me until I was 30 to meet a woman who had the patience and love to help me work out most of the issues I had over such a screwed up childhood. I am sad that my memories of you are so faded and also that you never met my wonderful wife, I think you would have liked her. I am sad that you were never there for me when it mattered and that you left us so alone when you died. I am very sad and angry that you perpetuated the religious zealotry in our house even to the lengths of pushing for me to be baptised just after your death.

I am glad that your suffering ended, that you finally found peace after a tough life. I am also glad that I have turned out reasonably balanced despite you and my father.

I am heartbroken that you werent there to see me on my wedding day, and that you will never see your grandchildren hen they come.

I love you and miss you very much

Steve

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