The bond between a mother and a child is so natural that to not have a bond with my mom is still strange to me today. It's been nearly 5 years since I've spoke with my family. I wonder if I would be able to count the years if I didn't have a baby the year we had our final fall out. Eventually a lifetime will have gone by and nothing will have changed. It's sad. It breaks my heart. But it's also over. Any ties that may have existed have been severed and bridges burned. What kind of lessons can be learned from such things? Watch what family you're born into? Never open your heart up? And so, I've learned nothing.
I don't really know why today was the day to blog that. I haven't blogged in nearly a year and never about that topic. Who knows if I'll blog more again. I guess that's the lesson I learned. Don't blog. I wish I could feel free again to write my life down for others to read, but I don't.
