Being Honest

Let’s be honest, specifically me.

I have not been a bad parent, a bad person, or sometimes a bad friend. I was just traveling through life mostly unaware.

I did not realize just how precious children are and that you should hold them close. In my youth and lack of direction in what it takes to be a mother, I was indifferent to your needs. I remember something once said to me. One of my sons was in court for a misdemeanor, and I was there. He said to me that he was surprised to see me as he didn’t think I cared – and that surprised me. I did care and do care to this day. I just didn’t know how to show it or vocalize it.

There is no excuse for the paths I sent you down in your early lives. If I were a character in a book, I would be Horton’s mother. But I am not a character in a book, I am not some picture on a page. What am I, what do I look like? I have no answers or insight.

I am just me.