Never spanked my child

My son recently told me that I caused him to be an adult way before he grew up. For that reason, he hates me. I never spanked him and I never punished him and I never grounded him, but he claims that we fought all the time.

That never happened. We never fought. I told him to relate to me one time that ever happened, and he never wrote me back.

If you don't beat your children, I'm pretty sure you're not a bad mom. My mother used a switch, Hot Wheels tracks, tomato stakes, belts, spatulas, anything she could get in her hand she would smack us with it and make us go get it for her to use. So, naturally, I grew up to be an adult that did not want to ever put my child through that misery, and never hurt him. Ever.

I never did. Now, I will say this. I was not the best mom in the world. I didn't make cookies for every bake sale and I did not attend everything I should have, but I was a good Mom. I made him go to school, fed him, I took him to the zoo, I took him to meet Billy Idol for God's sake, and I fed him.

To have him grow up and think that I was a bad mom just really pisses me off. His wife has a mother who is a crack addict, and I suppose it's a competition at this point as to who had the worst mom. At any rate I don't care about that, I know this: I will absolutely be silent in the future. .

When I went to his daughter's wedding 2 years ago, she looked at me like I was the terrible ogre and I had dared to walk in the door of her wedding. She looked too devastated to see me there, and I felt horrible for her.

The fact that my son told his children that I was a lousy mom is devastating. I never realized that he had been harboring such resentment for so long. He has been silent for the last 20 years since I left my last husband, and I feel he has been pissed off ever since. I am moving back home to Cincinnati anyway, because I have a lot of friends who live there. Also, I have all of my in-laws from 48 years ago, and they are all still wonderful to me, unlike my son.

I am going to sign off and go play piano for a minute and try to forget the ugliness of certain people.

Pray for peace, Kimmy