I thought I knew my mother; however under any circumstances will I ever know or maybe ever come to comprehend the breakdown of a mother-daughter relationship.
She was not the best of mothers neither the worst of mothers.
She was just a mother.
The mother I envision inside my mind was the mother I wish I had known. She was warm, caring, loving, non-critical, endearing, logical, and unselfish.
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