Actually, what I want to hear is "You are more than his mother. You have more to offer the world. You have a right to be angry with him. Forget about him and live your life! Don't pine after heartless haters. They don't deserve your attention."
I wish to hear that and believe it too. Hey! Say it and make me believe it. Say it to me again and again and convince me. Please!
But it's a mother's curse to never be able to forget. It's this mother's curse to remember the wonderful years spent with a son she loved and who loved her back so much. It's this mother's curse that compassion wins over anger each time there is a tussle.
We as parents become insignificant to our children as they grow older. A side-show. But they remain the central act in our lives. It is the most unequal relationship in the world.
I have a vacuum where the central act should have been. Bring the curtains down please. This stage is empty.
