I feel sad when I hear women talk about their often difficult and sometimes harrowing relationships with their Mothers. As a coach who works with weight and self esteem issues in grown women, I hear about this a lot.
I’m fortunate in this way. My Mom and I have always been joined at the hip, comrades. We have a common trait where we both get into things that intrigue us, in this one tracked, full speed, watch out sister, way. It has it’s fabulous, and not always so fabulous side effects, but generally it’s how we keep life fun and interesting.