If someone asked me what a strong woman looked like, I would point to my Mom. She always managed to make it in her own only to have everything taken from her by her older children. And she loved all of us because that's just how she was. I apologized for anything I did wrong and there was only one time. It was still one time too many. No one else apologized or felt bad for what they did. And she still loved them. When she grew old and they started abusing her, she said she prayed to God they would die. For my Mom to say that, the abuse must have gotten real bad because that's not my Mom. She's gone now thanks to them and the only positive thing I can see is that they can't hurt or hit her anymore. She is at peace finally. I thank God that you are my Mom. I love you more than words can say. You once said I was your last chance to feel like you were a good mom. You are a great Mom. You just had some ungrateful kids. And she still loved us.