What my mom thought of me was the most painful and still gives me problems. She passed over 20 yrs ago and I'm still trying to deal with it. We need our mother's approval more than anything else, I think, and when we don't get it, we're left with the feeling of "Well, then? Who/what am I??" Hang in there!





<font color=blue>"Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt" --Shakespeare</font color=blue>