For some of us it takes a lifetime to come to terms with our very first relationship. Our feelings about our mother can hold the key to our life outlook and habitual feelings. Through no fault of their own our mothers may not have been able to connect with us in a way that we needed.
Fraught with confusion, this relationship may feel tense, distant, dutious, angry, needy, or as though WE had to take care of THEM from very early on. Or perhaps you are one of the lucky ones who managed to mature alongside your mother with mutual respect and kindness. I include my mother Geraldine’s picture here as her ancestry is the reason why I HAD to come to Ireland. In time I want to share the story of how her death was the final jolt that urged me to return to therapeutic work.