In the bathroom, I was wiping away the last of my tears and composing myself. After I touched up on my makeup, mom called me to go downstairs. When she saw my face she instantly said, “Look at me. You’ve been crying. Whats wrong?” No privacy! I asked frustrated and surprised, “How can you tell?!” Matter of factly she answers, “I’m your mom.” Knowing I couldn’t hide what she already saw, the tears came back and I told her everything.
I often think about that day, that moment when I felt no one knows me better than my mom. I don’t recall what I had been crying about but it’s irrelevant. I’m a girl, I’ve cried over lots of things. If I have a crying spell, but then pull myself together, I can go to work or the store or out with friends undetected. But I can’t hide my feelings from my mom, not even for a few seconds.
Will I know my daughter that well? Okay I don’t have a daughter, I have a son. Will I one day be able to look in his eyes and read the emotions behind them? I hope so. I hope to be as good of a mom as mine has been to me.
Has this ever happened to you? If not your mom, someone close to you? Can you read your child’s eyes? x