Mothers & Daughters
When my daughter was a baby, I thought I understood what it meant to be a mother. It was clear that my purpose was to keep her safe and supported and growing in curiosity, strength, and resilience. The loving had a clarity and reciprocity that was overflowing. But, as she was constantly changing and needed different things from me, how to do these things of mothering and what it meant to be a mother kept changing. It wasn't always easy to know what she needed from me or didn't need any longer or what loving meant across the divide of adolescence. I have sweet memories of my beautiful mother as a young woman and how she cared for me as a child. I have a sense of her always in the background keeping the family fed, the house clean, bringing in money from her job at the bank. She was a loyal wife, daughter, and friend. She never imposed herself onto others but went along to make things easier for everyone else and tried to keep the peace. We ...