Moms and Daughters, Oye! (Page 3)
…with my daughter?
First of all, I think being acutely aware of what might happen is a start. Being able to answer all 10 questions I posed for Candy might help. You laugh, but I think being there, or not being there, is at the core of most of the problems between moms and daughters. Telling our daughters that we love them every day. Listening to what they have to say, allowing them to have a voice and help them develop their roles in our relationships with them. There’s a time to be involved in our daughters’ lives and then there comes a time to allow the relationship to develop on their terms, not ours. I’m not saying when she’s 14, but I think it’s hard for moms to let the mother-daughter relationships evolve.
My daughter is only eight and she would still rather spend the day with me than almost anyone. She isn’t embarrassed to hold my hand around her friends. She wants to play games with me. And every day when she comes home from school I get a big, genuinely happy smile when she sees me. I know I have years to go before we really hit the skids, so I want to use this time now to develop our relationship. It’s my job as a mom to raise this little girl, and hopefully one day she’ll ask me how to raise her little girl. OK, I might have just gone too far, we all know she’s going to ask her friends how to raise her little girl.
Now, back to Candy and Tori. Candy, first off, you should probably stop telling the press that Tori killed her dad by breaking his heart by not talking to him toward the end of his life. That’s probably not going to get Tori to text you anytime soon. Tori, your mom actually seems reasonable by rejecting your invitation to your kid’s birthday party when she realized this fake reconciliation was going to be filmed for your reality show. It’s not unreasonable for her to want your first meeting to be private. On second thought, there’s no better gift to your daughter than skyrocketing ratings (not to mention great TV for the rest of us).
It’s hard to point a finger in this twosome. Candy, Tori, Tori, Candy…who is crazier? We’ll probably never really know, but as long as you two are feuding it somehow makes me feel a little bit better about myself.
Author: Shari Dabby
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