My mother
- is better at guilt than anyone I've met, including the Catholics
- takes everything onto herself
- considers every overachievement a failure
- has spurts of incredible self-confidence followed by devastating self-deprecation
- has more faith in me than I do
- brags about her daughters when they're not around
- is off the wagon
- is breathtakingly beautiful
- sometimes shows her youth in her eyes before it disappears in her skin
- glows in old pictures
- had bigger dreams than she lived
- taught me not to trust anyone, but only by accident
- unknowingly showed me how to never be satisfied with anything until it's perfect, including my body
- doesn't know where or when I became so honest and doesn't know what to do with it
- is on a journey of self-improvement, starting with Feng Shui
- becomes irrationally angry when her love is questioned
- loves my father more than he loves her
- wants to give me the world on a string
- is perpetually stuck in her shell, venturing further out everytime but never far enough that anyone but me will notice when she retreats
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