My Mother, My Best Natural Support

Happy Mother’s Day. Mom, I love you. 

Mom 2015

Today I say thank you. Words that don’t adequately describe my admiration and appreciation. 

For the past 22 years of raising children with special needs, FASD and early trauma, I’ve been one very fortunate father and son. You consistently listen to me and offer support.

Through the incredible highs of my parenting journey – as well as the excruciating lows,  


With 1500 miles separating my home in Indiana from your home in Montana, our communication had to be intentional. Otherwise, it would’ve never happened at all – or remained superficial at best.

At the same time, we entered unchartered territory. The traditional parenting techniques that you and dad used on my five siblings and me wouldn’t necessarily produce the same positive results with my six children. Within several hours of your first visit, you saw the challenges in real time.

You really have to choose your words carefully, don’t you? You’re on the the go from morning to night. Do you ever have time to yourself?

Finding common ground grew slowly over a three-year period. I had to be assertive yet diplomatic in sharing my views with you. Not too much all at once. And certainly not defensive or argumentative.

As I openly shared my daily experiences, frequent mistakes, ongoing research and new-and-improved parenting strategies, you didn’t say much one way or the other – probably because I was speaking a new language. Moreover, I was mindful to “connect the dots” so that you understood the reasoning for “going a new way.” Then, you “got it” – much more than I expected.

From that day forward, I anticipate your support when initiating our weekly call – usually on Saturday or Sunday during a moment of calm. Best of all, you know your role. You’re ready to listen. 

By hanging on my every word and asking one clarifying question after another, you help me sort through a myriad of emotions. You let me think out loud about unresolved issues. In turn, you’ve become my most trusted sounding board.

Most importantly, you never judge. You never assume. You never overstep boundaries. Yet you remain authentic. 

If my stress comes through loud and clear during a phone call, you tell me to breathe. 

Mom 1973

Well into adulthood, many mothers still know their children best.

On several occasions you had to be blunt. You’re not making sense and need to take a step back. 

No therapist could have been more sincere, accessible or effective.

If I go more than a week without calling, you phone and leave a brief message – knowing that I rarely answer amid the chaos. I haven’t heard from you. Just checking in to make sure everyone is doing ok. 

More often than not, you understand without asking. One of my children must be in a bad space. You lend an ear – again.

Although our dialogue routinely grows lopsided with my never-ending concerns, you don’t mention it. You don’t complain, even when I called daily during an extremely turbulent month. Whenever I do remember to ask about your day, you simply thank me and respond accordingly – without any hint of shame.

Your empathetic approach is a subtle reminder. I, too, can weather the storm and maintain my composure in front of my children.

Over the years I’ve also gained a deeper perspective about family relationships. The loss that you felt at 45 when your own mother unexpectedly passed wasn’t easy to bear.

Now I know.

Thankfully my mother enjoys good health and will be around many more years. Nevertheless, I wonder about the void when she’s gone.

Who will be my next best natural support? A sibling, aunt or uncle, longtime friend, new friend, neighbor, co-worker, church member?

Regardless of my need or readiness, the circle of life will continue.

Mom 1989

Then I received an amazing sign. 

While my mother listened to me week-in and week-out, my children were listening too. In their late teens, they eventually came to realize a valuable life lesson.

Relationships with parents don’t suddenly end at 18. In fact, that bond will grow through their 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s and even 60s – if both sides continue to put forth an effort.

No doubt, the parent-adult child relationship can become a highly personalized source of security and validation throughout life. A natural support that’s hard to find in today’s fast-paced world – yet imperative for self-care.

Not surprisingly, my three oldest children who live away from home regularly reach out to me.

And each time I’m ready to listen to them. Just like my mother has always listened to me. DCP


Mom 1955

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4 thoughts on “My Mother, My Best Natural Support

  1. Well, this article is a peep through the window for those of us who don’t have this, and will never have it. Good point though – someone like this in your life is invaluable – far more than any paid therapist who doesn’t really know and love you and your kids. All I can say is, I will do my very best to be this kind of mom to my grown kids someday, if they give me the chance.

    1. If a parent can’t serve as a natural support, hopefully other people can serve the role for you – maybe even several. Siblings, extended family, neighbors, church members.

  2. Happy birthday to your Mom! My mom has been there for me and my daughter as well. She had a huge learning curve (as did I) but through it all she has been my number one support- and although we don’t always agree, I could not have raised my daughter without her help. Congratulations to you and your mom on a great relationship!

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