oh boy, Bumblebee,do not feel guilty for what happened to your mom. It was out of your control. Your mom loved you and had to leave for another place. My mom hated that I was daddy’s “son” the oldest of 3 girls, not that he was a “man’s man”. He didn’t fix cars, or work inside the house, but he went to work damn near every day of his life, gave his pay to Mom, mowed the lawn, love his outdoors, flowers, knew every name of what he planted and just was the man he was meant to be. Never argued with Mom, til I got older and made it bad for them, made me love sports and told me about them. Mom wanted me to cook, he said no, We’re busy, that can come later. Still knew how to cook at 11, but whatever. My point is girls are so tough. Boys will break your heart, girls, will wear you down. Somewhere between the 2, hopefully something happens.
To hear the roomate’s son, say at 34, I am just like my dad and I hate it because I don’t want to be like him. Had realized what not to do and is trying to make up to his Mom.
To hear my son at 34, yes they are 1 month apart in age, say, why am I like Dad and not more like you? You can’t answer those questions, just be honest with what you went through, apologize if need be, and admit you made mistakes. And pray that they call you the next day. Mine did. Hope yours will too.
Hugs, purrs and Love, Lynn