I don't hold a thing against the woman who gave birth to me. Her hatred intensified when I dropped everything to follow Jesus Christ and so I count it all joy. No regrets at all!
This was the Lord's purpose, hidden until the proper time arrived. There is an appointed time for every matter under heaven as the scripture tells us (Ecclesiastes 3), and His purpose for the wonderful woman who loved me like her own son was a long time in the coming... 62 years, in fact. The Lord loves her like no other and this fills my heart with gladness and joy. I don't refer to the mother Christ gave to me in the past tense because her suffering on earth is over, and she's with Him now. :)