En osaa itse kirjoittaa tyttärestäni niin nätisti kuin tämä, joten copy pastean tänne ihanan kohdan, joka tiivistää kaiken mitä tyttäresi voi antaa:
From the moment she could talk, I enjoyed my daughters company because even as a little one she was cool, bright, and perceptive, and I became dependent on the joy she brought to my daily life. It was torture when she first went away to school, but I have work, a loving husband, and a life of my own.
Still, as she is spreading her wings I selfishly miss her company. She has a job, an apartment, and a community of friends. We talk often and she shares details of her life and sometimes asks for advice, but it hurts a little bit to know I am only in the background and not really a full part of her new life, which is, of course, as it needs to be now, all about her.
The other day as I was out running, thoughts passing freely through my mind, I realized something true and basic about being a mother. A mother gives unconditional love to her child and the child basks in this love. This love moves in one direction, from mother to child. Its love thats passed on from one generation to the next. My mother adored me, and in the very same way, I adore my child. My daughter loves me too, no doubt about it, but not in the all-encompassing way that I, as a mother, love her. God willing, when its her turn shell pass it on.
http://www.easthamptonstar.com/?q=Columnists/2011504/Mother-Full