A few weeks ago I had a conversation with my mother (still a jw). She told me that one of my fave elders, who was disfellowshipped a few months before I disassociated three years ago, just got reinstated. Now, to know my mother is to know that she doesn't give you information unless she has an underlying motive. So, I got off the phone feeling pretty upset, realizing that she told me this because she's hoping that that will be me one day, "returning to the flock".
Fast forward to last night. I went out with my Dad (also still a jw, but who knows if he even believes it at this point). I gathered courage all evening to broach the subject with him. Finally I told him what my mother had said about this elder getting reinstated.
"Does Mom think I'm going back one day?" I ask.
"I don't know," he says.
"Come on Dad, be honest. You live with this woman. Does she think I'm going back?"
"Yes, she does." Dad says.
At this point, I start to get emotional. A mix of tears and rage. "After all this time, she just doesn't get it, does she?"
"No, she doesn't."
Now I'm full-blown crying. "I just wish one day she could see me as the adult I've become. Dad, I've always felt that your love was unconditional, that it didn't have strings attached. I wish I could say the same for Mom's love."
"Your mother loves you. But you know how she can be." Sure, I know how she can be alright. She can be a f*%ked up lunatic!
Dad continues, "You're an adult. You can make your own choices in life. No one can judge you for that."
I said, "But they do judge me and you know it. But it's Mom's judgments that cut the deepest. I just wish she could reach a point where she could stop having an agenda for her children and just see us for the amazing people we are."
Dad doesn't say anything after this. He's a man of few words and his words had officially run out. I sit quietly sobbing.
This is the greatest disappointment in my life, to have a mother that doesn't understand that the whole point of her being a mother was to give me the tools and the wings to live my own life. As far as I'm concerned, she's failed in the role of mother.
tall penguin