MY MUM
My Mum passed away about a year ago at the tender age of 47 and I’ve just about reached the stage where I can reflect back on her life.

She was a mad un’ my Mum and liked her drink, a lot. To be honest she was a raging alcoholic for most of her adult life.

She was generally offensive and crazy and I can’t tell you the endless nights I had growing up and as a young adult wondering what I had done to deserve such a scary and offensive drunk of her Mother.

Her low points included:

• Leaving me and my elder brother with my Dad when she left him and taking her youngest child (my younger bro).

• Deciding that my younger brother was too much hard work and then swapping him for me.

• Not taking care of me so that neighbours usually fed me and I got myself up and out for school and made my own meals (if and when there was any food in the fridge). I was about 6.

• Regularly waking me up in the middle of the night and making me walk about a mile with her so that she could go visit her male friend.

• Always fighting with her shit head of a boyfriend and eventually going at him with a kitchen knife (no major harm done thankfully, she was too drunk to aim probably and just cut his head).

• Forever throwing ornaments and glass ashtrays at myself and others (again they usually missed, she was a crap aim).

• Still not taking care of me to the extent that I was taken by social workers and placed into foster care. I was about 7.

• Not visiting me or sending any cards/letters for the year or so that I spent in care

• Not visiting either of her parents in hospital when they were dying and not attending her own Mum’s funeral.

Good points included:

• Having me over to stay every weekend after I was removed from care (aged 8-9) and was living with my arse hole Father (who was even worse than my Mother but that’s another story) .

• Really cutting down drinking later in life and eventually getting rid of her crappy, bad influence of a boyfriend.

• Getting her house smart and tidy and liveable toward the end of her life.

• Spending quality time with me during her last few years on Earth. She couldn’t say she was sorry but I knew she was. She got me some small gifts that meant so much and that I’ll always treasure.

• Taking me shopping as an adult and catching up on those missed years.

• Always listening and supporting me in my later years.

• Taking in my younger brother as an adult and leaving her house to him in her will (I always look out for my little bro, habit since taking care of him growing up, so I wanted him to be secure when Mum passed).

I don’t hate my Mum for giving me an unconventional upbringing. I figure that it has made the person I am today. I have a good life and a great job and I’m engaged to a lovely guy. We’re saving for a house and then we’ll look at having children. I consider myself to be lucky despite my harder start to life.

RIP MUM

(Sorry for length and lack of funnies but I’ve needed to get that off my chest for a while now)
( DUMBLONDE is a rubber lover girl, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 16:47, 3 replies)

fair play to you!

(bazmorningstar efil4nat3b, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 17:07, closed)

Good on ya!

(SonoraAeroClub "OH SWEET HELEN OF BALLS!", Thu 11 Feb 2010, 17:38, closed)

Good Luck
Hope it all works out !
(Bored In Work, Mon 15 Feb 2010, 14:43, closed)