Of Hugs, Healing and Our Middle Daughter …

Our middle daughter who is twenty-one, has no shame in asking for hugs.

Rarely a day goes by when she is home in which she does not request I hug and hold her.

It matters not what I am doing, typing, cooking, eating, about to fall asleep, she can appear stating,

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Of Mothers, Daughters and the Wounds That Shape Us…

Injury to the mother-daughter relationship rents a profound wound, and gives rise to serious strain between both daughters and mothers.

Does my mother love me?

Why does my daughter hate me so much?

Why doesn’t she love me? A question often asked by both daughter and mother.

And for the daughter, “I mama doesn’t love me, when who will? Or who can?”

These questions and more along with the associated feelings of worthlessness,

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