Ruminating on the events of my life. Could I have done better as a mother? Have I accepted the childhood that was torn from me, the children I've been forced to abandon in the name of "Science"? Have I accepted the failures of raising a daughter? What is my purpose now, thrust into a timeline I never thought I'd see. Time will tell, I suppose..
Don't beat yourself up over it, Mother. I forgive you for anything you think I should forgive you.
We've grown a lot since your untimely passing mom, and we know you have no doubt punished yourself far more than enough. Shame will do no good and we'd be fools to let it get in the way of having a lovely time knowing our mom again!!!!! And also half of me never even perceived an issue because I was a cat.