an angry mama

Child, can you see me? You walk into my space and do not see me. You are angry, I am too.  The  eternal conflict between mother and daughter has never been so manifest between us. I say to myself you are stubborn and proud. Then I reflect on who I am. I too am stubborn and proud. But I have the privilege of being older and giving birth to you. That gives me the right to try to be your mother the way I was raised by mine. I spent a couple of hours trying to push your melon head through a hole the size of a lemon, that gives me the right too.  Someday you will look back and see that I was just trying to fulfill my role in your life the way you are trying to fulfill yours in your daughter’s life.  Then you will finally see me.

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