“One fair daughter, and no more…..,” From Hamlet, Shakespeare

        

Today on Mother's Day 2017 I thought back on an entry into the book that I had written for Lyn as she was graduating from high school - almost 11 years ago.  As I look back over the years, I am incredibly proud to be her mum and of all she has done in recent years.  

                        “One fair daughter, and no more…..,” Hamlet, II,ii,416

Thoughts on Mothers’ Day 2004

         Having a child is a positive declaration to the world: it’s a belief in the future and a desire to contribute to it.  On one level, one has a child for personal and selfish reasons: to love, to cosset, to nurture, and, of course, to pass on those incredible genes!  On a greater level, one hopes to have an impact on the future and to make the world a better place.  What mother in her heart has not looked into that tiny form of a helpless child and seen the possibilities – the one who will accomplish all that we could not, the one who might accomplish great things in his or her chosen field, or the one whose name will be loved and cherished on account of talents or strength of character.

         We are caretakers and nurturers, at once scared and awed by the power that this role apparently offers us, but even more terrified at our total inadequacy for the task that parenthood involves.