Friday 12 June 2015

My two cents......

Yesterday I realized something that caught me by surprise; especially since a few years ago I promised that this would never ever happen. What is this realization you ask? Well to put it plain and simple I am my mother’s daughter.


I have my mother’s elegant cheekbones, complexion and fair skin; we share the same laugh and deep brown eyes. We’re both stubborn and have a tendency of mothering every one around us. We’re both very strong women who take charge and strive for the very best.

  I truly am my mother’s daughter. Over the years I’ve picked up quite a few habits and character traits from her some knowingly but most unknowingly. This got to me to thinking why was I so against this a few years ago? Then it hit me. A few years ago I saw my mum as just that my mum (my NAGGING mum to be more precise). 

It’s only recently that I’ve started seeing my mum as a wife, a daughter with the aging parents, the first-born daughter (with a quite a number of dependent siblings and their families), a woman dealing with issues that a woman her age deal with, she’s a friend to others dealing with the issues associated with having friendships and she’s also a Christian dealing with the numerous issues that come with being a Christian in the 21st century. It suddenly dawned on me; she is all those people even though she’s my mum.

 
I have slowly began to see things from her point of view and I have slowly began to understand why she is the way she is, why she says some things and why she does some of the things she does. I have slowly begun to understand her a bit better and this has really helped our relationship. 

My mum is definitely not into the Gilmore girls
 type of relationship
 My mum has made it abundantly clear that she’s my mother and that we’ll never be friends. Why you wonder? It’s because she’s part of a generation that was brought up that way, she was brought up believing that children and parents cannot be friends. The parent child boundary must be maintained at all times. Now this is not to say that I cannot share things with her or have a mother daughter relationship with her. Not at all.  It just means that at all times we’ll have to maintain that boundary. I always struggled with this concept however seeing my mother as a daughter, a wife, a friend and a Christian has made it easier to accept this aspect of our relationship.

 So to anyone who looks at their mum as nagging mum or rolls their eyes when she pulls up in the drive way and enters the house at the end of the day; to anyone who wishes that she could be best friends with her mum just like in movies strain yourself and see her as more than your mum. It’ll better and deepen your relationship with her. You’ll also learn a lot from observing her and you’ll appreciate her even more while she’s still alive.