But there are plenty of other examples, when I lost my temper and said horrible things that I can't believe I said. Or I tried to be their friend instead of their parent, and caved in when I should have set stronger limits.
Now that my children are adults, it's easier to see the kind of mother I was. They are kind, they respect nature, and they always try to do the right thing. Even more importantly, they are happy. And when they get together, they tease me about the times I was a raving lunatic or embarrassed them in public. The fact that we can all laugh about it now is a wonderful Mother's Day gift.
Dale Dunlap lives on Pettis Avenue.\
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