photo(12) My mom was in town last week. How I looked forward to her arrival! And how I despaired when I then found myself in a foul mood. I regret every single moment where I could have been more patient and kind with her, when I caused her to feel unloved. She is overwhelmed by trying to give me what I am asking for. She is only trying to follow my lead and yet I consistently run ahead, just out of reach. When I wait, it is often only to scold. After she left I hung my head. I asked for her forgiveness and of course, she gave it without hesitation or blame. Her heart embraces us both. She is still the mother, I am still the child.

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