10 minutes before my mother died, she called our house to wish my wife a happy birthday even though it was two days before her birthday. I was busy getting my drag boat ready for the next race (which was two days away) and I didn't stop what I was doing to say hello to her that night, she died 10 minutes later, and till this day, it haunts me. Call your mother and tell her you love her
I'd have to forgive her first and I'm not ready to do that. Every day of my life, she's made it clear that whatever I'm doing, it's not good enough. Whatever I want to do is wrong and whatever I believe is wrong, as far as she's concerned. I can't pretend like it's never happened.