This Morning I looked in
the Mirror ~
AND
SAW MY MOTHER!
by H. Boehnke-Sharp
What an experience!
What a revelation
Maybe its my 30th birthday coming up? Now, when I look at my
daughter who is becoming fiercely independent, I understand my mother more and more!
This process started shortly after my
daughter was born in Oct. 97. I was suddenly overcome with this STRONG feeling of guilt!
After a few days I couldnt stand it anymore, and under sobs and teary-eyed, I called
my mother and asked:How can you still love me after all the things I have said and
done? My husband says he is proud of me, because this means I finally see the light!
My mother just laughed, and told me she loved me!
Do we women have to give birth to a
child to understand our parents, mainly our mothers? Remember when you wanted to go out,
but your mom said No, because its raining (In my case my transportation
was an off-road motorcycle. You cannot drive in Germany until you are 18!)? She never told
me she didnt want me to go because she was worried, and I thought it was so unfair!
How many times did I feel misunderstood and patronized! Now I have to call halfway around
the world for the advice I used to shrug off! Let that be a lesson learned!
I feel that one of the reasons
parenting my daughter comes naturally to me is: My Mother! She didnt even know what
she was doing when she cuddled me and rubbed my stomach instead of giving me pills, or
when she took me to work. She also gave me a lot of responsibility when I was a little
older, since she had to work, and it was just her and I. She confided her problems to me
and asked me for advice, when other parents would have said Shes just a kid!
My mother always let me make my own decisions and mistakes, even if she had her own
opinion about it. We are still very close and cuddle, even though I am almost 30!
Now I have also taken on a Mothers
Instinct when it comes to her
a switch of roles. When I call her and she is not
where I feel she is supposed to be, I leave reprimanding messages! I worry when she
is sad or sick. I remind her to go to the doctor, and prepare Relax Days when
she visits. She often tells me I am doing a great job being a mother to my daughter, which
means a lot to me.
I am a little sad and teary-eyed
when I write this, because my best friend lives so far away from me now. Nevertheless, my
long-distance company loves me, and I would rather sacrifice something else than to lower
my phone bill. Many of us take our parents for granted, until they are unreachable. I am
very lucky to have this relationship, but even if yours is not as harmonious, you must
forgive and remember the good things you have received.
This
article is a tribute to my mother, Sascha, who has made me the insightful and loving
mother I am today!
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