Most of me was glad when my mother died. She was a handful but not in a cute festive way. More in a life-threatening way that had caused me a long time ago to give up all hope of ever feeling good about having had her as a mother.
I am the woman I grew to be partly in spite of my mother and partly because...
If you've never felt that you quite got a hold of it you just feel that...
My place in history will depend on what I can do for the people and not on what the people can do for me.
