I am actually doing something a little different today, instead of talking about culinary spices, I wanted to take a little time to reflect on the spices that shape and fashion live. The spices that shape our life and relationships are complex and possibly in my life, the relationship I share with my mother is no exception.
It is difficult as an adult to communicate what exactly is wrong, what upsets us and often we express our frustrations on those whom we love the most. Life is easier as a child, yesterday evening my daughter had a dance performance. Life has been chaotic, try to juggle an entire assortment of things. Not all bad, but just struggling to get more slivers out of an already packed day. She learns and performs Bharatnatyan and her dresses and dance attire is complex, certainly very difference from anything that she or I wear on an everyday basis. The net result of this was that one of the pieces were not pinned right and came loose during the performance. This made it very difficult for her to manage, but she completed the performance admirably.
After the performance, I rushed backstage and gave her a hug and apologized. She said nothing, about 15 minutes later once she calmed down, she was angry and reproachful and told me how upset she was with me. She reproached me for leaving the attire finalization to the last minute. Once out of her system, she forgot about it and I felt better too.
This is the key and spontaneity that we grown ups lack. This year I was lucky enough to have mom close to me. I was able to pick up some flowers, nothing elaborate but still something to convey to her that I loved her and that I was grateful that she was my mother. Just as I am grateful to have my daughter, who makes my life and days complete.
I hope that all the wonderful mothers that I know have had a great day, and you have had a complete and peaceful mother’s day with your mother.
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