Historically in Liberian culture, moms and daughters aren’t friends. There’s a clear distinction between “parent” and “child”. My relationship with Elle treads that line.
I’m sure you can tell that Elle and I have a special bond. I refer to Elle as my “pocketbook” because she’s always at my hip. Elle is far from a daddy’s girl – FAR. She demands I read to her every night and will cry when it’s her dads night to read to her. If I’m away for work at an industry event or speaking engagement she keeps me hostage on FaceTime for hours while I’m in the hotel. And when I hang up my husband says she cries the whole day holding my personal belongings to comfort her. She must sit next to me in church and because hubby sits to my right she ends up fighting with her brother for the spot on my left. When we go out to eat she must sit on my side of the table even if it’s just the two of us.
I love our bond.