When all is said and done, after all the harsh words have been spoken and all the wickedness has run its course, it is a pity and great shame that the forthcoming 'Mother's Day' hasn't got much meaning to me. It's a card that very rarely gets sent.
Saying that, I must honestly and fairly give credit where credit is due. I learned a lot about life and people during my early years because of her, my mother. I carefully point out her achievements in this post without malice or regret or fear. She did the best she could with what she had and paid with the consequences.
The endless mind games she produced strengthened my ability to become meticulous in all I do, and to leave no stone unturned. The lack of her emotions taught me not to cry like a baby over every action but to 'keep a stiff upper lip' as the Brits would say and deal with situations at hand. The art of her using the crying technique (at specific times) in order to get you to conform gave me the ability to not be flustered or fooled by the false shedding of someone's tears. The beatings have given me a strong back, I can physically take care of myself now, I know not to tolerate a domestic violence situation.
My many embarrassing moments in public, sometimes unexpected, gave me an ability to keep a 'plain face', I learned not to react but firmly deal with any situation put before me.
The false accusations taught me that just because you have been evil spoken of, doesn't mean it's true. I always do my homework and acquit the innocent.
I've learned to 'eat the meat and spit out the bones'. take responsibility for my own actions, make wiser choices, and most of all, not to become her. You can always turn a negative into a positive.
Have you got any special memories you would like to share?
How did you change negatives into positives in your life? Leave me a comment.