My first blog post (thoughts on Mother's Day)

I never posted or blogged before (is there a difference?), but with Mother's Day being tomorrow I felt compelled to write something.

Prior to people reading my book, including close friends who didn't know my story, I would always get questioned about what I was going to buy my mother for 'her day'.

The answer would invariably surprise them. "Nothing", I would say. "My mother and I no longer speak."

I probably have seen or spoken to my mother about a half dozen times in about a dozen years.

But let's face it: we don't HAVE to speak to our mothers. We don't all have great relationships with our mothers. Or even 'ok' relationships with them. And although it may sound sad to those who don't know about my relationship with her, breaking all contact with my mother actually led to a more peaceful life. Maybe for us both but I can't speak for her.

Do I wish I had a better relationship and a mother that I can celebrate on 'her day'? I do. But it doesn't all work out that way.

Thoughts?