My mother is a very strange woman... She doesn't understand me in the least and doesn't love me much either. If she had either love or understanding she would be prepared to make sacrifices.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I love my mother dearly, but it wouldn't be suitable for me to live with her all the time.
My sister is not my mother, but more than anyone else, she fills that role for me now - like it or not. And indeed, all women I know play that role for somebody - like it or not.
Above all, there is Mother. She taught me how to love, how to have respect for other people.
I love my mother so much, because I see the whole of her.
My mother is very, very smart and commands respect because she has a lot of respect for herself.
My mother is a strong, wonderful woman. I could never be anything she didn't want me to be.
My mother killed herself when I was 12. I won't complete that relationship. But I can try to understand her.
My mother is the most supportive mother in the world, she's magical.
My mother is extraordinary. She understood me and never tried to hold me back.
My mother sees things but from the distance; she does not weigh them in regard to my position, and she judges me too harshly. But she is my mother, who loves me dearly; and when she speaks, I can only bow my head.