On the close bond between children and mothers
I had dinner tonight with my good friends Ianiv and Arieanna Schweber tonight as I wanted them my Mom to meet them, and they invited us over for food, wine, salad, sorbetto and gelatto. We had a number of great conversations, but one of the ones that stood out the most for me was the conversation about the very close bond that exists between parents (especially mothers) and their children.
When I broke up with my ex, I called my Mom that fateful night. My call didn’t come through at an unreasonable hour (it was about 11pm Mexico City time). There would be no reason for my mother to worry. As soon as she picked up, and said “hi sweetheart, how are you?” I burst into tears. I cried on the phone for a solid 30 minutes. I couldn’t articulate a single word. The first thing she said was “you broke up with B, didn’t you?” I could not bring myself to stop and answer her question. But she KNEW. She just KNEW.
If there is someone in this world who knows the very rare occasions when my mood swings, who knows what could hurt me and what makes me stronger, who can calm me when nothing else does, is my Mom. As we were making the trek back from North Vancouver, I rested my head on her shoulder and grabbed her arm. And I felt SO CALM.
I told Mom “isn’t it amazing how, despite how old I am, I still feel so safe and protected when I’m sitting right by your side, just knowing that you are here? She recalled the conversation that we had earlier with Arieanna and Ianiv, where Arieanna commented that out of a room full of little children, she can easily pick up when Aiden cries or fusses. It’s amazing, that bond between mothers and children. I simply can’t comprehend it.
Related posts:
- FOR THE PEOPLE: A Benefit Concert for the Children of Randy Ponzio
- Adult Pirate Pak at White Spot (with $2 donations to Zajac Ranch for Children)
- Close to the finish line
- Mothers & Daughters Premiere at 319 Main (First Weekend Club)
- Reaffirming a family bond
This was a wonderful post. I know exactly what you mean. I, too, have gotten on the phone, heard my mom’s voice, and started bawling.
And now, as a single parent to two amazing kids, I get to have this same bond of loyalty, respect, and love. It’s priceless. And it’s precious.
Thank you. I had a shitty morning, and you brought the first smile on my face today.
I lost my mom over a year ago and I still mourn the loss. I could call her up and as soon as she said “what is it dear?”, I would be given the permission to fall to pieces. There is no one in my life who I feel so permitted to fall apart with – enjoy your mom – she sounds lovely.