I finished reading The Secret Life of Bees just the other day and it couldn't have been more timely given what this day means to me. If you haven't read it, I highly recommend it. I"m adding the movie to my Netflix queue asap. Anyway, without giving too much away, the story is about a young white girl and how she and her black housekeeper escape an abusive father and a jail sentence, respectively. They flee to Tiburon, SC and live with a household of black sisters who are also beekeepers. The little girl lost her mother when she was young and is trying to do everything she can to connect with her mother - despite the fact her father repeatedly told her that her mother didn't love her and that she left her. It does to me have an upbeat and enlightening ending just so you don't think I'm all doom and gloom! My favorite quote from the book was this:
You have to find a mother inside yourself. We all do. Even if we already have a mother, we still have to find this part of ourselves inside.
It's true. No matter how many people are around you that love you and support you, you have to first love yourself. I hope one day I can have children and bestow on them all the love my mom gave my brother and I. In the meantime, with the memory of my own mother strong, I need to find a mother inside of myself.
Even more timely, my sweet mother in law sent me an email today with this poem attached (she had no idea it was my Mom's birthday):
Teach me to speak or to hold my tongue
when silence is divine
Help me, I pray, to understand
this newfound child of mine.
Keep me from taking bitter sides
or adding angry flames.
Teach me to leave them both alone
like children at their games.
Teach me to be a friend in deed
whose smile they’re glad to share.
Never too near yet never too far
this is my humble prayer.