#19 Why Do Mothers & Daughters Fight? (We Need To Cry)
FLASHBACK
Date: Sunday, September 17, 2006
Location: The Olive Garden, Times Square
Action!
As I sit here, with the two women I love most in this world
It hurt me to see my sister cry
Her poor little eyes turned red as she stares out into the Midtown traffic
Trying to hide the shame of her pain
Mama, oblivious
To the fact that words sting
Like a thousand and one lashes
From a slave master's whip
Here, I am not as brother or son
But as counselor
Trying to mend a gap that I'm not capable of traversing
But I can't sit idly by eating chicken parmigiana as if this isn't happening
Right before my eyes
The two women I love most in this world are not friends
Just temporary roommates
Bound together ’til age affords one the independence she so desperately desires
Then, it'll probably be cold calls
Holiday dinners and suppressed feelings/anger
That’ll jab out from time to time
Just like now
No, the story of the two women I love most in this world can not play out like that
I want to reach out
Across the table
And hold my sister in my arms
Letting her tears drench my shirt
Mama, I know grandma made you the black sheep of the family
But your own daughter deserves more
She’s just a young teen
Trying to become a woman
Rolled necks and eyes are just part of the deal
Sis, you still have a ways to go
Adulthood still eludes you
So the wisdom of age is a valuable commodity
That should not be taken lightly
Understand that mama won't always be right
Or fair
But she will be law
Mama, know that we all love you
Your strength, beauty and commitment to us is immeasurable
But “compromise”
Is a word you must learn as well
Sometimes, "Just because"
Is not good enough
For now, all I can do is offer my perspective
Let my sis know that I feel her pain
That biting your tongue isn't such a bad thing
But never lose track of who you are
I tell mama that I love her
That I wish she could display more understanding
For a young girl transitioning to womanhood
And reflect on her own distant relationship with her mother
Ladies, we will grow
Sometimes, we will cry
Hopefully, we will laugh as well
But for now, we'll bury our faces in our dinner
Pretend none of this ever bubbled to the surface
And the two women that I love most in this world will drive home
In silence
Have you ever had to play mediator between family members? Do you feel that mothers and daughters tend to have more fiery relationships? Is it hard for two opinionated women to live under one roof? Why do you think that is? Do you think that women in general have a harder time interacting with each other than with the opposite sex? Do you think that’s part of the reason why there are mama’s boys and daddy’s little girls? How hard was it for you dealing with your parent’s rules when you were trying to transition into adulthood?
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