The only thing that I ever did in almost 54 years of life that was "good enough" for my mother was give birth to her first grandchild (who will graduate from hs next week) and in a secret place inside my heart it hurts so much to see how proud she's always been of him when i could never be worthy of that. Secret, because I'd never let it show around my son and thankfully she lives several states away. Sometimes that's not far enough for me.

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