He Loved His Mother (A Little TOO Much)

     I don't know what got me thinking of an old boyfriend and his relationship with his mother.  I was around 22 years old and he was a couple years younger.  I never knew someone who loved his mother as much as he did.  I like to say an Uncomfortable Love....  I was working full time because I had already graduated college.  My boyfriend was still in college at the time.  I would work all day then hit the gym for a late high impact aerobics class.  I would then head to my apartment, wait anxiously for my sweartheat to call, tell me he had finshed stuydying, and was ready for me to come over.  One particular night I drove to his apartment and let my self in.  As I was walking to his bedroom I could hear giggling, laughter, and love chatter.  I stopped a few feet from the bedroom door and listened.  He didn't know I had come in.  I thought to myself, "That Son of  A Bitch is Cheating on Me!!!".  I decided to confront him about his love chatter when he looked up and smiled, hung up the phone, and said, "That was my mom, she's so funny".  Okay to say I was uncomfortable was an understatement.  The story goes is that his mother had him when she was 18.  Now that he was 20 that made his his mom only 38.  Wow, now that I'm about to turn 50, that sounds mighty young.  I got to meet his 38 year old mom a few weeks later when he invited me to his hometown.  Oh, wait before that his mommy decided to visit college boy and bring him homemade cookies.  Sounds innocent right?  Well when my boyfriend told me the story he had gleam in his eyes and would giggle about how his mother ate half the cookies on the way to see him.  He would giggle then laugh, giggle then laugh as he told me the story. Again the way he told me the story made me so uncomfortable.  He often told me how pretty his mom was and how much he admired her.  One weeken he decides to bring me to his hometown.  I was beyond nervous.  We drive the hour to his hometown and he's giddy with excitement.  Who gets giddy when they visit there parents?  His parents were divorced so we were going to see his pretty mommy and In The Way stepdad.  I finally meet pretty mom.  She had a plaid shirt on as I recall and to tell you the truth she didn't look like the high power executive that he had described.  After dinner we headed to his old bedroom.  We were sitting on the floor when his moma plops herself on the bed and said, "Son I have your special treat......Frozen Snickers!!!!".....  She then percedes to feed him with her fingers....one bite for lover boy, one bite for mommy.....one bite for lover boy, one bite for mommy....  Oh, Hell No, I can't believe what I am seeing.  I should have call for a Taxi  right then and there.  Don't worry I didn't have to seek therapy because lover boy broke up with me 2 weeks later.  I guess I didn't measure up to his pretty hysterical mommy... The End~More Like Godsend~