Day With My Mother

If I had to choose one person to spend a whole day with, it would be my mother. If I could have one day with my mother sober, happy, and disease free, there would be so many different things I would do with her and talk to her about. I would ask her about her life and all of her experiences in it and try to figure out why she ended up the way she did. I would ask her about my childhood and why things ended up the way they did. All of the questions that burn through my mind every day would be relieved. Most importantly though, I would get the chance to forgive her for everything.

Trying to communicate with my mother as she is today (and has been my whole life) is nearly impossible. My mother suffers from alcoholism, drug addiction, schizophrenia, psychosis, bi-

I would tell her how much I love her regardless, and that I pray for her to fight off her addictions. I would explain to her how much I have learned from the events and trauma in my life, and how I would not change one thing about it. It would be my motive to make positive memories and emotions during our time together; for us to always look back upon and remember, rather than the negative ones that haunt us now. I would tell her all the things I have ever wanted to or thought about: be one hundred percent real and honest with her. It would be like trying to cram almost twenty-two years of life into just that one day. Having one whole day with my mother sober and disease- free would fill the void I have had in my heart for practically the last twenty-two years. There would be twenty-two years of bad memories and emotions vanished in just twenty-four hours, and a motherly relationship I have been dying to have, but ceases to exist; it would be a new