01/06/2025
Today is my mother’s birthday. She would be 78 🤍
This photo of her and her dad take my breath away. I see my daughter (and myself) in her face. Her feet. Her little squat.
Mothering my daughter has been a very intentional re-mothering of myself. The early loss - I was 10 when she was diagnosed- was such an influential attachment rupture that has informed so much of my life and the was I work as a therapist 🤍
It’s also why I feel I have so much inside that has been brewing and simmering and getting ready for me to write and share more with you.
I have a lot more to say on grief, loss, re-parenting ourselves. For now, happy 78th mom!