Staying with my mother is not all home-cooked meals and warm fuzzy reminiscing… unless you enjoy many repetitions of one's childhood memories and chewy burgers are delicious. Mom and I are finding our way through this with each other now… it has never been easy between us… not with constant mothering and my rebellious impatience that has only slightly mellowed.
One thing i really love about Mom is her stubborn independence... she gave that to me and now she is fiercely holding onto it. We do not have that perfect ease with one another but we both would like to... how to get there remains to be seen.
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