I read an article today in which a mother between the ages of 60 and 70 truly looked at her daughter. The mother recognized her daughter’s age of 40. The daughter had wrinkles around her eyes and streaks of grey in her hair, her kids were running around their grandmother’s yard. 40 years had gone by and the woman was finally seeing that her daughter was responsible, stressed, happy, busy, and a slew of other adjectives that might describe someone at age 40. And the mother was shocked at how quickly 40 years had gone by. Just like that, the daughter had aged and appeared different in her mother’s eyes.
Mother and daughters. Your mom is the first person to greet you in this world. Your mom changes your diapers. Your mom teaches you how to ride a bike, how to put makeup on, warns you of boys, tells you you’re beautiful, comforts you after your first heartache, makes you breakfast in the morning, helps you prepare for your wedding, teaches you about money, and loves you unconditionally, even though you may disappoint her, rebel against her, not take her advice, lie to her, upset her, and say things you don’t mean. My mom always tells me that I’ll never know the love a parent feels for their child unless I have children of my own.
The article I read got me thinking because as a child, I never know what my mother is thinking when she looks at me. When boys look at girls, you know what they are thinking. When your best friend looks at you, you can tell based upon body language, tone, and what she says what she’s thinking. You can tell what your sibling is thinking because usually they’re just annoyed with you. But a daughter may never know what her mother is thinking about her. What does a mother see? Does she see all the bad things: her daughter isn’t using sunscreen, her daughter keeps picking at her nails, her daughter is looking a tad round in the middle and plumper in places? Does a mother see all the things a daughter is doing right: her smile is so genuine and brilliant, the way she talks about her job is inspiring, she looks fit and healthy? Does a mother see what she did right in raising a child: insisting her daughter wait to have children, telling her about stocks, showing her how to cook? Does a mother see her daughter still as a child and think about the past and the memories? Does a mother see a reflection of herself in the woman she has raised? Does a mother see something I cannot fathom?