Jill in Chicago
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I grew up in a home where my mom, who worked full time outside of the home, did everything and my dad bought the beer. He truly did nothing to help. My mother was a wreck. As the only daughter I helped a lot. My brothers did nothing. My family was dysfunctional in many ways, but it really came out at the holidays. My mother was not pleasant to be around as she tried so hard to do it all. The holiday dinner was always the worst, imagine a woman so tired she could cry.
As a child I would have much more appreciated time with my mom than all the homemade cookies..... I remember one Christmas concert I wanted her to attend with me. I was in junior high and I wanted to do this with my mom! She said no she was way too busy. I was crying and she was yelling at me that there was too much to do.
As a child I would have much more appreciated time with my mom than all the homemade cookies..... I remember one Christmas concert I wanted her to attend with me. I was in junior high and I wanted to do this with my mom! She said no she was way too busy. I was crying and she was yelling at me that there was too much to do.