What my mother talks about when she calls to chat:
* church services
* walking to the shop
* how hard it is to reverse the car out of the garage without denting it
* what is on her latest bank statement
* what she had for lunch
* when I will come to see her
* what is on TV
My therapist says I should tell my mother more about my own life. So I try. I love my mother, but being an adult daughter is so hard. I love my mother, but. I love my mother.
2 comments:
yes, talks with mothers are a strange mish-mash of reverting to childhood and yet somehow being the adult in the equation.
I agree. Hard to strike a balance.
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