By the time we get to our twenties, most of us are pretty much best friends with our Moms. We have passed the age of thinking we know everything, past the times of being too scared to tell her all of our secrets, and more importantly back to the times when we realize that our Mother really does know best. During our twenties we start experiencing things we never had before. Some of us graduate college, rent our first place, start a new job and may enter a serious romantic relationship. We pretty much are finally getting a real taste of adulthood and all it entails. Experiencing this new stage causes us to become more aligned with our parents and helps us better understand them. Now that we have reached adulthood, we can talk like adults, right? No more of that ¨Honey, this adult talk so please go to the other room.¨ The crazy thing is, most of the time we are the ones that start the real adult discussions, ask the mature questions, and talk about things that matter the most with our moms. Who better to give you advice than the woman who raised you, am I right?
Well here is the thing we tend to forget, the obvious, we are #1 in our mother´s eyes and anything that is hurting us is killing them. Things can get a little tricky when it comes to Relationships. Whether that be with coworkers, friends or your romantic partner; anything you say can and will be held against you or that individual, or both. A huge concern some of us face is that if you talk to your friends about a reoccurring issue that they might get tired of hearing constant complaints and write you off as ¨that friend¨ (we all know that friend, and do not want to be them). Plus, who in the world do you trust more than your own mother? I mean she is supposed to love you unconditionally, and when your best friend gets on your last nerve you always have your mom to tell about it.
This is where the tables begin to turn. Seems like once you start venting it is hard to shut that door. Some mothers begin to develop resentment against the people in your life, while others try to help as best they can, but in the end you do whatever you want anyways. Every parent is different. There is no cookie cutter example, but based on my personal experiences there is such a thing as TMI with your mom. When you go through a rough patch in your life, which we all do, you turn to the person who loves you more than anything else in this world, yet sometimes you end up hurting them the worst. I can´t imagine h
ow hard it is to be a parent, but sometimes we have to stop making their job that much harder. Does that mean not to call on your mom when you need her most? Of course not. But it is important to be aware of the amount of negative things you share with her. Many may disagree, but I feel like a lot of us are not conscious of the weight we put on their shoulders. We might have moved out of the house and taken responsibility for more, however, that does not mean our parent´s jobs are over. No, in fact it just gets harder. By the time we reach our 20´s we are on our own and still making mistakes, because as they say, ¨that is what the 20´s are for.¨ Instead of picking you up and telling you the right direction to go, our mothers become onlookers and give as much advice as they can while we embark on this crazy journey that we call life. Regardless, of how many times we fall flat on our face, how many mistakes we make, or how many heart breaks we go through she will always be there to pick up the pieces.
Making wrong decisions did not end in our teens, but the way we handle them should. Chat, cry, gossip, laugh and much more with your mother! She should be your best friend, but always keep in mind that she is not your typical girlfriend. She will cry when you cry, she will be happier for you than anyone else in your times of joy, and she will also feel your pain more than you can imagine when you hurt. They say children are the greatest blessing, well I do not have kids, so I am going to stick with ¨Mother´s are our greatest blessings.¨
I think in a lot of ways unconditional love is a myth. My mom’s the only reason I know it’s a real thing. –Conor Oberst
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