AS ANY MOM, MY MOM IS NOT ONE TO EASILY LET GO and she can be very loud about it too. And yes, I may have inherited the loud part from her, but that’s not the point. 🙂
She has been tracking my steps so closely and soooo closely, that sometimes I’d choose to leave some information out so I don’t have to hear her many, many, shrill opinions. And it almost always seemed like she doesn’t approve of any of my choices in life.
She is the one who calls me every time there’s murder or a suicide on the news and needs to be reassured I am not planning any of those.
She wasn’t thrilled when I went to college, because it meant being, and eventually settling, far from her. She wasn’t content with my friends or with my belief. Our weekly conversations are about my work, about the fact that I ate or not that day, and what exactly I ate: if it’s a vegetarian meal – “You know you can’t eat just vegetables, you need protein, that’s why you’re anaemic!”; if it’s a stake meal – “Be careful with these meats in the market, you never know what they contain!”; if I didn’t eat…well that’s just reckless, I am toying with my health.
Once when I was visiting from college with some classmates, she put lice shampoo in all my cleaning products: in my shampoo, in my shower gel and in my face cleaning gel, just because she was experiencing the “itchy” phase and wanted to make sure I didn’t catch it. Can I get an Amen? No. My mom is quite unique.
I am almost 30, I quit my job, I have a big unreachable dream and my mom finally decided she is proud of me!