Walk Eighty-two – Tom

My son Tom came with me on my walk – to be there for me – because I had just received the news that my mother has died today. As anyone who has suffered at the hands of a parent with borderline personality disorder will know, my feelings are very ambivalent. A great deal of sadness because I have lost my mother and because of the unhappiness of the emotional roller-coaster of her life. But also some relief. She can no longer hurt the people who care for her and her own pain is over.