My Mom, the swoosh slap master

Looking back on my childhood theres things that never happened. My Mom never hugged, kissed, or told me she loved me. Now before you think I'm just looking for sympathy, oh boo hoo, I'm not. Never means never. Its not a case of she was worlds greatest mom then stopped. She just didn't. When I met up with her dad, all my questions were answered. Mom was a perfect copy of him, void of any affection fueled by mistrust and anger. That guy was a total dick to everyone. One thing my mom did do well was dish out an ass whoopin'. She was a pro. Really it wasn't an "ass" whoopin', it was more of a face, upper body whoopin'. She didn't do them often, she didn't have too. After my first swoosh slap I learned whatever lesson caused the swoosh slap. I call it the "swoosh slap" because you could feel the wind and hear it coming at you, Swooooosh Slap. Pow! The 1st time I was introduced to swoosh I made the mistake of getting up right after it knocked me down. Haha guess what I got for that? I learned quick, stay down till she walked away. One was enough. I know I'm not the only one that ever got slapped around by a parent. It was what they did back then to keep their kids in line. Like I said she didn't have to do it often. The worst it ever got & the last swoosh slap I ever received was one day at the movie theater. Two of my friends were with me. We were goofing around & weren't outside waiting for her. Oops. We get in the car, she's pissed. Her arm cocked back, pow! Hmm it felt different. More solid pain than the sting of a slap. It wasn't my face either. She had doubled up her fist & hit me in the ribs with kind of an uppercut move. Worst part, it happened in front of my friends. Oh the horror. That was the last swoosh/slap/punch I ever got. She never touched me like that again. I still wonder why sometimes. I spanked my son once. A traditional two swat on his bottom. He was young. I don't remember why I did it. I regret that and wish I could take it back. I still carry the guilt today.