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Unconditional Love

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It's that Mother's Day-Father's Day time of the year, so today we salute one of each who got it right.

PAM: We struggled with infertility. I was afraid to adopt because I was afraid the biological parent would take the baby away. There was a big story about that in news at that time. But my husband Nick found an adoption attorney who knew the Illinois adoption laws. So while I was ready to fly to a foreign country to adopt, my husband calmly took control of the domestic adoption of both our boys.

When we brought our first son to our pediatrician, who was also a family friend, he told Nick not to be a 1950s dad. And he never has been. He's been hands-on since both boys were born.

He diapered them, fed them, gave them their baths and read and prayed with them every night. I think he's been a better dad than I've been a mom. To this day, he chauffeurs them to their activities more than me. He's been on their field trips, participated in Science Dads at their elementary school and even played St. Nicholas at our church. The joke around our home is that Dad is a better cook than Mom. It's true.

I'm blessed that I have the family I do — a loving, caring husband who's also a loving, caring father to our two sons.

FIONA: My late mother, Emily, provided unconditional love for me. Anything I did was wonderful just because I did it. If I played a piano piece for her, she'd tell me no one had ever played that piece so beautifully.

Of course I knew that wasn't true, but having her as my biggest cheerleader was very empowering.

Her love made me know that I could do anything. When I had important choices to make, I rarely had any self-doubt. I knew I could do anything because my Mom told me so, and she'd never lie.

I sometimes think that all of the world's problems could be cured if every child had at least one person who thought the sun didn't come up until he or she was awake each day. Think of what could be accomplished if everyone knew they were capable of doing anything they set their minds to because they had that inner confidence that comes from knowing they were loved?

My mother wasn't happy that I decided to get an English degree, but once I was working in food marketing with a company car and gas cards, she bragged to everyone about her daughter, the college-educated executive. When I got married and starting having babies, each one of them was the most exceptional grandchild who had ever lived because they were my kids.

Mom's been gone for more than two years now, but I still miss her a lot. I got a tattoo with her name on it to keep her with me forever. I joke to my husband and kids that I really miss that unconditional Mama-love. I know my family loves me, but there's nothing like knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that one person in the world thinks you're magnificent. It helps you to believe it yourself.

I hope my kids know that I think that of them.

How has your mother or father's opinion of you influenced who you are and your relationship? Send your tale, along with your questions, problems and rants to cheryllavinrapp@gmail.com. And check out my new website askcheryl.net.

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I lost my mother 6 years ago----------so relieved! She thought I was so perfect when I was growing up, she never let me stand on my own two feet. If I did something wrong, did not get that juicy solo in the school concert, etc., it was always someone else who caused it. She was always home when I was, and never let me out of her sight and gave me no room to explore and learn as I was growing up--she also never forgave me for getting married and leaving her. She wanted me to go to college to become a teacher and then come home and live with her. ''I did not need a dirty man around''. Yet, she had Daddy and was thrilled that she was ''Mrs. so and so big shot in our small town''. I had different thoughts and ideas than she did and she claimed I did this to hurt her. I changed religions, wanted to travel, had friends who were not ''lily white'' in color and were sometimes not Americans, I liked different foods than I had been raised on, I was of a different political party, and the list goes on and on. She spent her whole life trying to get me to change to the person I was suppose to be-the person she'd raised me to be. She was after me constantly because-as a friend put it-I was not her clone. It is so nice to not be under the constant pressure to be what she wanted me to be and not who I was. I keep hearing you raise children to stand on their own feet and go out into this world. She raised me to be by her side for life-to act and be like her-and she never forgave me for not doing so. It hurt her so that I was not what she wanted, and I lived under her ''guilt trip'' all the time. I am relieved that she is gone.
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Posted by: Saria
Sun May 12, 2013 6:57 AM
My mother never thought I could do anything right. Her harsh criticism was never aimed at helping or improving my abilities in any area, but rather her attempt to convince me that I didn't have any abilities. Some people mellow with age, but not her. In a recent visit I had with her, she just looked up, out of the blue, and said, "Remember that time you fell off your bike? I never saw such a kutzy kid in all my life!" I defended myself, explaining that I was a very small child just learning to ride the adult bike she'd bought me that was way too big for me and hadn't been sized properly. She replied, "Well, I never knew anything about that. But I do know that if there was any sport with any kind of ball involved, you were TERRIBLE at it!" Again I defended myself, saying that I was actually rather good at basketball. Of course she wouldn't know anything about that because she never came to any games. Then she said, "Well, I guess I don't remember that, but I certainly remember one time when you were about 11 when you came home crying after a volleyball game. I sure remember that! You were no good AT ALL in volleyball!"
I've decided the 8-hour roundtrip drive to her house is too far to go to hear that, so I haven't been back since. For Mothers Day this year I sent her a lovely bouquet of flowers instead of visiting. She'd rather see flowers than me anyway, so it works out well all around.
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Posted by: Madelyn
Sun May 12, 2013 11:37 PM
I heard about a survey that found 10% of Americans plan to give nothing to their mother this mothers day. I think the letters above explain why. <hugs> to you both.
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Posted by: Patty Bear
Mon May 13, 2013 9:18 AM

Thank goodness. Could the above pists be the beginning of the end of the "there's nothing so good as family" schmaltz-barf? Would do us all a lot of good to abandon ths myth and see our families more clearly.
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Posted by: Jpp
Mon May 13, 2013 10:04 AM
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