The wind is out of the north this morning making for a chilly jeep ride into town this morning.
Saturday I worked all day and yesterday I split and stacked a cord of wood with some help from B who was home for Mothers Day. D was pleasantly surprised when B knocked on the door at 7 AM carrying a plate of eggs and toast for her.
Watching B express his love for his Mom made me think about my mother. I don't recall any details of celebrating Mothers Day with her, although I suspect I probably did. But I would have done so out of sense of duty, not love. When I think of my Mom, what come to mind are clinical terms that describe our relationship including failure to bond, abuse and abandonment. I think that this condition, what some call "insecure attachment disorder" are likely at the root of my many emotional challenges. Perhaps there is some therapy that may address some of these issues.
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I'm finding out now that through my own therapy sessions, many of the issues I have stem from my childhood. It makes sense I guess. We follow the patterns we develop from a young age.
I changed my blog address a little bit. I am now at: http://lecafedujour.blogspot.com
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