Mother or Child

It's hard to be a person . No matter what I think my upbringing rings through like a huge gong,  My mom and    dad were not the loving parents of the 50s 60s or even of the 90s. I thought I would make peace with them before something bad happened but it never happened. When I was young we were told to go outside and play don't come in until lunch I'm busy now and the all time favorite. "go play in the traffic"
We were lucky enough to live in a wooded area with tons of trees. We had a quiet neighborhood and you played with whatever you could find.  I don't know how many sassafras leaves, pine needles, tea berries wild strawberries and beach plums I ate but it was fun. My dad worked hard as a house painter and my mom stayed home to keep house and take care of us. I miss those days
{to be continued}