My Mom's Retirement = Good for her; but is it good for me?

Mom, I love you with all my heart;
I hope this you certainly know by now...
I know you want to help;
good lies only in your heart,
this  I also know by now,
after thirty-seven years on this earth with you
I love you now more than ever;

And I say this from a place of deep abiding love,
spend what time you have left with Nick
spend it with Nick....you didn't retire for me,
you retired for yourself, after a lifetime of hard work...
You've earned the right to relax,
not to come up and clean my house,
and bring me groceries, help me...
Because when you do these things
you are not helping me to be the proper 37 year old.

A 7 year old, maybe, but not 37.
I know this isn't easy to hear,
all your hard work with only love in your heart...
But showing me love would be with or without
a disability, which shouting it in the store
was quite the ultimate humiliation,
though I know you didn't mean it that way,
it is how it felt~~I call it as I see it
You are the one who taught me that....

But take your retirement for you;
don't devote all your time to me....
You haven't even sold the house~

So don't count the chickens before the eggs are hatched
or however the saying it goes~ I hope you know
what I mean, and that I only say this because I love you...