I can just never even in my own mind stand up for myself like I need to and say that no matter how much she tried, it just was not what I needed. My mom died when I was in my 30's and we never got to a good relationship. Since she died, I don't feel any connection with her at all. With some absent or dead friends/relatives, I do have a sort of feeling of closeness sometimes, but not my mom. It just seems wrong. I think I am still trying to be close, trying not to lose her affection... when it is actually long gone. But I think that still trying to not upset her, to be good and therefore loved, just holds me back.
The day after this realization, I was watching one of the last Sopranos episodes in which Tony is with his therapist, talking of his mother. Tony says that mothers are like buses, bringing children into this world and then continuing on with their own journeys. Then he says that he knows his bus is gone, but he keeps trying to get back on it.
I'm happy for everyone who has lasting and wonderful relationships with their mothers, but for those of us where the reality never comes close to the dream, Tony's words are helpful.
OMG! What a great analogy from Tony. And so soon after your own realization about your mother.
ReplyDeleteYour post makes me grateful all over again for my wonderful Mom. She more than made up for what Dad lacked as a parent.
I know we are supposed to tell ourselves "they did the best they could", but sometimes that isn't enough. They are gone, but we still want them to love us the way we needed to be loved.