Thursday, July 16, 2009
motherly criticism 4
Elana sent me a video of my niece, Emma, performing in one of her guitar concerts. My mother-in-law wonders who would have the courage to get up and sing as Emma does. Watching Emma always makes me think back to my childhood and the many stages where I danced in recitals and talent shows. But I never had a mother like Elana bolstering me the way Elana does for Emma. I wish Elana was my mother, I say, which sounds kind of strange, but I mean it. She is the champion of love, encouragement and recognition. She is the queen mother of instilling self- esteem. I just want to drag Elana back in time and look out into the audience and see her cheering me on as I push my body to its limits. Perhaps instead I can drag her across the country and into my office and have her give me a good old motherly thumbs up as I sit in front of this computer.