A lot of people have asked me about my blog title, is it really true?
Well, let's just say that I'm not mother's greatest accomplishment, not in her eyes anyway. I've always been considered as something that just happened. Not neccesarily as an accident, but not exactly a blessing either. It's almost as if I got in the way of something else, that instead of filling a void I created one by interfering with the best laid plans. I don't know what they were, mother has never told me a lot about her life, but I know what made her happy then, many years ago. She would never let me forget that.
And obviously, any psychologist with a decent degree would explain that our house is full of expensive art, furniture and electronic gadgets because mom is trying to fill that void with something concrete and tangible.
Me, I don't judge. I can only guess.