"Cathedral" By Raymond Carver

As a very young child I grew believing that my mother was perfect and could do no wrong. Then as I got older I grew to believe everything she said was wrong and that she never did anything right in my eyes. When I finally reached my mid twenties and after having my second child it was then I realized my mother knew exactly what she was doing and talking about. And everything she said was right and the truth. :) Isn't it funny the stages we go through growing up? I love my mother with everything I have and to me she is the best mother anyone could ask for. I just hate it took me as long as it did to realize that.