Last year, I was talking with my mom about parenting and she said "well at least I never made you feel like I didn't love you"
I proceeded to tell her about a time when I was a kid and she was yelling, screaming, and throwing things, and I said "I love you" in that small timid kid voice and she said
"well I don't love you right now"
Our relationship was never the same after that and she didn't even remember that it happened.
The axe forgets, the tree remembers.
“You remember that?”
It was a formative experience of my life. For you it was Tuesday.


















