I don't think I noticed as much growing up just how awkward my relationship was and still is with my Mother. I also didn't realize that there were a lot of things she should have been doing for me back then that she didn't seem to care to do and I don't mean materialistic things. I mean the spiritual and emotional aspects of being a parent and caring for your child. Now that I have my own children and I have time to sit at night and think about what is lacking I can't help but, cry and the pain is so bad that I feel it physically as well as emotionally. :(
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