We went to visit my mom for Mother’s Day and I had Tripp take a picture of Mom, Kelsey, and me.
When I look at this picture I have an overwhelming feeling of gratitude.
I am so grateful to have a mother who I know loves me and supports me in everything I do. And I am grateful to have such a wonderful, loving daughter who brings such joy to my life.
But it’s more than that.
I don’t think it’s any big secret that this year has been quite a journey for me – I’ve done a lot of soul searching. Plus, I’ve also examined my evolving relationship with my daughter and in that process have become even closer to my own mother. It’s truly been a wonderful, healing experience. But in the course of this exploration, I made the most startling discovery – one that has profoundly changed the way that I see myself and my relationships with them.
What I’ve discovered is that I am the first woman in at least five generations in my direct maternal line to have both a relationship with her mother and adult daughter. It’s a genealogical phenomenon that quite honestly is hard for me to wrap my head around. It goes back to my Great Great Great Grandmother, Caroline Frances.
- Caroline died at a young age when her daughter, Etta May, was four years-old.
- Etta died at the age of 37 and left behind 10 young children, including my Great Grandmother, Frances Jane, who was just 12 at the time.
- Frances (my Granny) lived to be 81, but lost her eldest daughter, Edna Frances, at the age of 43.
- Edna (my Grandmother) died when my mother was only 19.
So when I look at this picture of my mother and my daughter, I know I am sharing something special that my mother and her mother and her mother never had the opportunity to experience. And I am overcome with such immense gratitude that it’s hard to put into words other than this…
I am Sandy’s daughter. I am Kelsey’s mother. And I am blessed.
Wishing you all a very blessed Mother’s Day. Love, Kelly