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No matter what, I had spent most of my life trying to impress her, trying to get her to notice me and approve of me. Maybe even love me. Over the years, I had learned it was probably never going to happen.
Emotions weren't easy for my mother and, over the years, I had learned to read between the lines to figure out how she really felt.
well, you can't really control everything in life, can you? Sometimes you have to improvise, work with what you've got,
I can't even remember the last time you touched me, Mom. Can't you just give me a hug? Can't you just put your arm around me and tell me it'll be all right? That I am going to make it?
