Just Like Your Mum?

Liz has entered a competition to win a Mother&Daughter minibreak to Bruges. The entry needs to be posted on a blog – so she asked if she could do a guest post on Tracing Rainbows. So I agreed [and now I am blushing to read what she has written!]

Guest post: Just Like Your Mum?

Guest post: I’m Angela’s daughter, Liz, and this mother’s day I’d like to write about why I’m grateful for my mum, and why I’d like to treat her to an amazing mini break to Bruges with Great Rail.

Over the years, I’ve been told “You’re turning into your mother” so many times, not always in a way that might be considered complimentary. It’s usually in connection with something small – learning to knit, drinking too many cups of tea, or having a singing voice that’s more enthusiastic than tuneful. But these aren’t the things that define her, or me.

Being told ‘you’re just like your mum’ is pretty much the last thing any teenager wants to hear – you’re trying to work out who you are, and all people tell you is that you’re just like someone else (who’s considerably older than you). For years I felt frustrated whenever someone told me I was just like my mum. As I’ve got older, I’ve been able to look past the frustrated teenage part of myself and hear that phrase for the amazing compliment it is.

My mother is kind – nothing is too much trouble for her, and over the years she’s gone to extraordinary lengths to help people, expecting nothing in return.

My mother is smart – she loves to learn, and knows that you should never feel ashamed or embarrassed to admit that you don’t know something – only curious and ready to learn.

My mother is forgiving – raising two daughters has presented her with a great many challenges. We have not always been easy to love, but she has always been there for us.

My mother is committed – she has taught me the importance of having convictions and living your values every day.

Am I ‘just like my mum’? I hope so.