Let me say, right off, that my mother is amazing!!!!! She is strong, and smart, and beautiful, and kind, and generous, and funny, and interesting, and all good things. I love her with all of my heart, and I have no ill feelings toward her at all.
Picture, by Mary Cassatt
You would expect a but next, and yet, (see what I did there?), there is no but. What there is, is an understanding that, although she is, and has always been those things, she was not the kind of mother I needed when I was young. That is neither her fault, or of any concern to her. I am now a 45 year old woman, who has learned to love her where she is at, and to give myself the love, and nurturing I need. That did not happen over night. I read books, and went to counseling, and I meditated, and I got healthy relationships. I worked at it. It did not "just happen".
Recently, I have learned how to do this even more, through watching how my daughter responds to the love, and support, and guidance, and nurturing I provide. On our way to her dance class today, I was telling her, again, how many talents she has. She is an incredible singer, an amazingly creative, and versatile artist, with a unique set of insights. She is a beautiful dancer, and she is humble about all of this. But, if I was not cultivating this, perhaps her story would be different. I thought, if I had been my own mother, I would have been a more self assured, confident, happy person, at a younger age. But, I am "my own mother" now, so I am watching myself blossom into a very healthy, and talented adult.
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