A fifty-four-year-old woman shared this: I regret not being nicer to my mom. I took her for granted when I was younger, thinking that I was so much smarter than she was (typical teenager). When I grew up, we argued over politics, both of us passionate about our viewpoints. Now that she is gone, I miss her desperately, so much that it takes my breath away sometimes. I did the daughter thing all wrong. I look at my daughters and pray that they are kinder to me than I was to my own mom, even though I’m not sure I deserve it.
