Mothers and Daughters

Mom and me, early 1950’s

I felt my mother softly nudging me to write this post.  She passed away decades ago but is always around me.

I wanted to share with you women especially my relationship to my mother. It’s a relationship that most women have with their mothers. A relationship that goes back a long, long way throughout many lifetimes. Like most relationships with mothers and daughters ours was not as close as I would have liked it to be. I did not realize how much my mother was struggling. How oppressed she felt by her circumstances and the patriarchal world she found herself within.  She too was internalizing her own mother’s grief and struggle. On down the ancestral line.