I do love my mother – but she scares the hell out of me.

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Let me recap, I’m a big boy, gonna be turning 50 this week, have traveled widely all over the world, have worked as a tramp on the fields of Europe, hitchhicked across part of Asia, set up and run a business in Mexico, am a father of two rascals, am educated and sometimes succesful, and I am A MAN, yes, Sir! However, I am a man with a mother, and that’s where it gets tricky. There is this lovely old lady in Germany, always friendly, always eager to help, very conscious about not interfering with her children’s families and lifes, succesfully avoiding it, and this lady knows absolutely EVERYTHING about me, whether I or somebody else told her or not. Just can’t win! I can sheat on my wife, commit fraud in business, lie to myself and to others, throw up a smoke screen to hide things, tell people I’m this, that and the other, make them believe, make myself believe whatever it is I’d like people to believe – and most of the world falls for it – less my mother. With my mother I can run, but I can’t hide. And I find that absolutely scary. So I just love to talk to her on the phone every three month and visit her every 5 years or so LOL I got the idea for this post from another one I just saw, titled with the question whether your mother is your friend. Are you kidding?