Working with the youth for the past 3 years has taught me one thing: I have turned into my mother. The realization was unsettling at first. What child wants to know that they turned into the person that they were seeking independence from ( a good portion of my life ) and now I say “It’s not so bad!”. Those “I told you so” googly eyes has been lodged into my DNA, unsuspected and comes out just as quietly. Now I’ve accepted it. Fight all I want, it won’t change much, it is already within me.
That’s the mystery and in ways beautiful, these family ties and bonds. How much a girl can learn from her mother? I got to laugh; I am now an adult.
Just thank God, my mom is a loving person. I hope that rubs on me too!