Sheila Lorraine
I think about my mother every day, but today I really missed her a lot. I don’t really have any good memories of her. In fact, I don’t really remember what she looked like, other than that she looked a lot like me. I often wonder if she thinks about me, or even remembers me. Does she wonder what I wore to prom, who I have dated, what instrument I played in school, or what collage I go to? Does she even remember that she had me? My father still loves her, you can see it in his eyes when he talks about her. Today, when I called him I could hear it in his voice that he misses her too. We are both better off without her. I have said it before, and I will say it again, I did fine without a mother, mothers aren’t necessary. Still, I wonder what I would be like if I had had a mother figure. I also would like to know how this is going to affect me in the future. What kind of mother will I be? What exactly does a mother do that is different than a father? Above all else I wonder if my mother is alive, healthy, and happy. I hope she is, because despite everything she did to me, I still love her.