When I talked to my mom this week she apologized for having been a bad mother. I don't think those were her exact words, but she said though she tried really hard she never was a "natural" mother and didn't have the patience or nurturing ability she should have had.
I told her immediately that I'd always thought she was a good mother, but on the spur of the moment I could not find the words to say what I really felt and how deep it went.
In fact, it chokes me up to think that she thinks she failed us in any way. I really do think she was the best mom ever. I want to write her a letter, a real letter, with a postage stamp, saying all the things she did for me and how much it meant, but I just get all choked up and writer's blocked thinking about it. Maybe I should just aim for writing one thing each day.