Growing up our mother plays a major role in our lives. Sometimes, however, she can be overbearing.

 

How do you handle a mother who is ever-present? You’ll soon find out in . . .

 

 

A Story To Tell

Now Dominic Pittori had a story, a story he needed to tell.

So he called the local paper to talk to a reporter, a man he knew quite well.

 

As they engaged in conversation, one thing led to another.

They talked about their kids, their wives, and then his mother.

 

To some this may seem strange, but to others, it was quite apparent.

For Dominic’s mother played a significant role in his life, as a rather overbearing    

     parent.

 

His mother, a combination of Lucille Ball and Sarah Palin, could drive you to 

     distraction.

Her crazy, over-the-top manner, and controlling presence could be compared to 

     a nuclear reaction.

 

She ranted and raved and butted into his affairs, turning his life askew.

He tried as he might to do what was right, but nothing he did would do.

 

In high school, he remembered a time he wanted to date a girl older than he.

Well, his mother found out about his intentions and told him this could not be.

 

Then at his college frat party, as a redheaded clown, she appeared from behind a 

     screen.

Dancing and prancing and showing her behind, a sight to behold, she caused 

     quite a scene.

 

He urged her to desist from her embarrassing ways, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.

Although he knew her intentions were good, her rude and annoying actions       

     brought out his worst fears.

 

His wedding to the girl of his dreams made him cringe, as his mother insisted on 

     walking him down the aisle.

As such, she stood between him and his bride-to-be, becoming the center of 

     attention, which was her style.

 

When her grandchildren came into the world, she demanded she name them, 

     an honor reserved for a husband and wife.

As much as he protested, his pleading went unheard, as she made him feel 

      selfish for denying her this pleasure in life.

 

Dominic wanted to become an artist of note and showed his portraits and  

     scenes with pride.

But praise did not come from the mother he loved, so he sat in her shadow       

     and cried.

 

Levi, the reporter, his friend, asked what he could do, as he did not understand 

      the purpose of the call.

Tears welled up in Dominic’s eyes as he muttered, “My mother has had a 

      terrible accident and has died from the fall.”

 

“I am sorry to hear of her demise, but what do you want me to do, for I did not      

      know her well.”

Shaking, the words slowly emerged from his mouth, “I called you my friend, 

      because I have a story to tell.”

 

 

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