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It is Mother’s Day in the USA (in Sweden it comes the last Sunday in May). So before we begin a big thank you to all the mothers the world over =)
My relationship with my own mother is a complex one. In raising my own daughter I have deviated much in style from her. That said my mom does excel in certain areas and I only hope that I can embody those qualities in raising my own child.
I am not the same religion as my mom and never once has she condemned me for it, never once has she attempted to convert me. She asks me for advice based on my own beliefs and as a girl would buy me book after book on Buddhism despite having herself been raised strictly Catholic. She never once handed me a Bible. She never once mentioned hell fire or salvation.
Now as a mother myself she never questions my parenting and follows along with my style rather than imposing her own ideologies.
Acceptance, despite all our difficulties and our marked differences and our shared stubbornness. I never got the sense that she was trying to remake me into someone else, only that she was trying to cope with/get to know the person that I already was.
What is the most valuable lesson your mother was taught you?