Mother's Day Acknowledgement!

I initially thought that I wouldn't care if my ungrateful, selfish, adult children didn't call me to wish me a happy mothers day giving me some kind of acknowledgment of all that I have endured and sacrificed for them but as the day came and the hours progressed I realized that it did matter!  If I had done anything in my life it was providing for and working for my children trying to encourage them to have decent and successful lives. I wanted some kind of recognition and when I didn't get it it hurt. I turned my phones off and fell into a kind of depression for the rest of the night.  When I woke up the next morning at 130am and I turned my phones on again there was a message from my son wishing me a happy mothers day and that one call from just one of my children filled my heart and lifted my spirits!  I didn't want a call from that horror of a daughter of mine but she should have at least left a message after all that she has done to me up to the last minute and I forgave her for it.  Not to wish me happy mothers day but to say that she was sorry. Good thing I wasn't holding my breath for that one!  So now I am out of my funk because of my sons call and my hurt is long gone.  I'm not really tied to my children. They have their lives and I have become an after thought. I have unconditional love for them but it has it's drawbacks apparently.  They will come to me when they need something and I will do what I can for them if I am able and then they go away until the next time.  I know that they take it for granted that I will always be here although they know that I am terminally ill and have debilitating arthritis. I have already decided that I don't want them around when I do pass. Ignore me in life, ignore me in death. That's my way.  I don't want them to know where I am buried either. At any rate I got acknowledged as a mother.
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May 14, 2007