mikeofaustin
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In my entire life, I can remember my mother trying to be very supportive when my birthdays happened. As a younger tike, she would do her very best to give us (I have a twin), the best cake that she could afford. She would give us the best gifts that she could get (mostly from church support), and she would take pictures of our b-days. But sometime in my early teens, it stopped. I got too old, and food for the family from one day to the next was more important than a big shin-dig on one day of the year. And I understood that because hunger was always something that I remembered when I was a child.
My mom did the best she could. She 'settled' with men she didn't like, but could provide a roof over our heads, and they did. My mother suffered for us and I love her for it. Especially now that I'm older and am smart enough to realize this.
Christmas was never the get together that big families do once a year, when people fly down from parts of the country and bring there significant other. It was instead a hunt for a house that was dressed up in lights, that we could pass by and appreciate, because we couldn't even afford a Christmas tree.
And as I got older into my teens christmas because more of an avoidance because my step day would get drunk early in the morning and violent if we didn't get 'out of his house'. So when I was old enough to understand the real meaning of christmas, i was outside sitting on the park bench down the road on christmas all to many times waiting for this drunk to go to bed so we too, could sleep when it came that time.
But, It's my birthday in 3 minutes. I remember all that has happened and I choose to remember the good points in my life during the holidays. It has only made me stronger.
Happy birthday Michael. I love you Mom.
My mom did the best she could. She 'settled' with men she didn't like, but could provide a roof over our heads, and they did. My mother suffered for us and I love her for it. Especially now that I'm older and am smart enough to realize this.
Christmas was never the get together that big families do once a year, when people fly down from parts of the country and bring there significant other. It was instead a hunt for a house that was dressed up in lights, that we could pass by and appreciate, because we couldn't even afford a Christmas tree.
And as I got older into my teens christmas because more of an avoidance because my step day would get drunk early in the morning and violent if we didn't get 'out of his house'. So when I was old enough to understand the real meaning of christmas, i was outside sitting on the park bench down the road on christmas all to many times waiting for this drunk to go to bed so we too, could sleep when it came that time.
But, It's my birthday in 3 minutes. I remember all that has happened and I choose to remember the good points in my life during the holidays. It has only made me stronger.
Happy birthday Michael. I love you Mom.