Support

Friday was my father’s birthday. I gave him a call to wish him happy birthday and in the process asked him if he had taken time to read my blog. His response was no. I must say that in that moment I felt hurt. I don’t know why after all these years I still let his lack of support hurt me. It’s not like he has supported me. It’s not like he was present when I needed him. It’s not like we have the closet relationship, but it still hurts.

As a mother I support my children in everything they do, always have and always will. Can I be there for everything, probably not but they know they can count on me. I will move mountains for them and I can’t imagine it any other way. I don’t understand parents that aren’t supportive. Why not support your children? Now if they are doing something illegal or immoral I can see not supporting foolishness, but otherwise why not?