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You dont love me! How many times have your kids laid that one on you? And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much? Someday, when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother, Ill tell them. I loved you enough to bug (使烦恼) you about where you were going, with whom, and what time you would get home. I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money that we could afford and you couldnt. I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover your handpicked (精心挑选的) friend was a creep (讨厌的人). I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your bedroom, a job that would have taken me fifteen minutes. I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, disgust and tears in my eyes. I loved you enough not to make excuses for your lack of respect or your bad manners. I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and asked your forgiveness. I loved you enough to ignore what every other mother did or said. I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, hurt and fail. I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your own actions, at six, ten, or sixteen. I loved you enough to shove you off my lap, let go of your hand, be mute to your pleas(恳求)... so that you had to stand alone. | 
