My best friend's mom remembered my 30th and my own mother didn't
Turned 30 Tuesday and my mom posted happy birthday to my dog on Facebook last year. This year nothing. No call, no text, no like on the one photo I posted. My best friend's mom mailed me a hand written card. Said she's proud of who I'm becoming and that I'm welcome at their thanksgiving like always. She's known me since I was 14 and apparently she's been the one keeping track.
I sat on my kitchen floor and cried holding that card while I watched my actual mother like a coworker's vacation photos on instagram in real time. The little hearts were appearing while I was on my phone trying to decide if I should text her first or wait to see how long it'd take her to notice. I work nights, live alone and don't have kids. My evenings are pretty quiet.I have some money saved to take her on a trip for her 65th. Was going to surprise her with it at christmas. Sitting there with that card in my hand I realized I've been trying to buy a version of her that doesn't exist for 30 years.
She's not bad at remembering. She remembers my brother's anniversary every year. She remembers her hairdresser's kid's name. She's bad at remembering me. When do you stop trying