My mom and I have always been close and even more so since the death of my father in 1998. We've got a wonderful open and honest relationship. Mom also had a great sense of humor and comic timing. She used to watch Beavis and Butthead with me and my brother. One time she was driving and was cut off by a car and in her best Beavis/Cornholio voice said "Are you threatening me?" We couldn't stop laughing once we both realized the window was rolled down and the other driver heard her.
|One of my favorite pictures of my mom|
Me: what, Penis?
Mom: What's wrong with penis?
Both of us: shit, piss, fuck, whore, twat, motherfucker, cunt, ass, bitch
Poor Ben was in the back seat turning 12 shades of red.
|Me and Mom on my wedding day|
Even through the fights, like the "what do you mean you're getting married this weekend?" argument mom and I have remained close. I still call her almost every day, sometimes more than once a day. I'm lucky to have a mom like her and I can't wait to see her tomorrow.