Through My Eyes
A mother's wish is to raise her children and be proud of them.
I had raised four, and I loved them all, I had always been proud of them and I would be proud of them till the day I died.
But sometimes, they would do things that I didn't agree with.
Like when Posy brought home that Anderson boy to get approval. Neither Vick nor Rory had approved and they had come up with an extreme plan to get rid of him. It saved me from having to get rid of him myself, and I didn't have to be the bitch mom.
Or that time when Vick turned down that apprenticeship in District thirteen so he could stay with me and his siblings. I had been so mad at him because that was the perfect opportunity for him, but so happy at the same time, because I couldn't bear losing two sons to different Districts.
Or that time when Rory had kissed Hannie Porter in front of Prim to make Prim jealous. Poor Prim had cried for weeks thinking that Rory didn't like her anymore.
Or when Gale had moved to District two go get away from Katniss and all of the horrible memories that her sad smile brought.
My children weren't perfect, but neither was I.
But I was their mother and I would love them until the bitter end.
A mother's wish is to watch them grow and make mistakes.
Children weren't perfect, I knew that fact well. I had never expected mine to be perfect. But I had expected them to know the difference between right and wrong.
When Gale chose to go hunting illegally to put food on the table for the rest of us, I knew I had succeeded with one.
When Rory refrained from punching a boy in the face for calling Posy a slut, I knew that I had succeeded with two. (And don't worry, we got that boy back, he'd probably never be able to sit on his buttocks again.)
When Vick didn't cheat on his final exam even though he didn't study the night before, I knew that I had succeeded with three.
And when Posy didn't dump that guy because of the color of his skin, I knew that I had succeeded with four.
Four for four, not bad, not bad at all.
A mother's wish is to be satisfied with the outcome of her children.
I was satisfied with all four of my children.
Gale was doing well in District two with his job and his cottage. I only wished that he had a woman to keep him happy. He said that he was happy with the Primroses and Katnisses that grew in his house.
Rory still pined for Prim but he was married to Hannie and had two little children. I loved her grandchildren and often didn't want to give them back to their parents.
Vick was currently dating a girl from District seven, and I hoped that he would take the plunge. She was a lovely lady and now it was okay for people from different Districts to date and marry each other.
And my sweet darling baby was going to art school to be an artist.
I was beyond satisfied with my children.
I had done my job as a mother, and I couldn't be happier.