My mother never saw the irony of calling me a son of a bitch.
But then she never made the connection when I called her Mother Dearest either. There are people who are nurturing and loving that you can easily imagine as parents. Then there was mine.
Alcoholic, abusive and on a self destruct course that damaged each of us. They lived up to the other one liner I’ll share today … If God is watching, let’s be entertaining.