Saturday, February 27, 2021

A Mother’s Love

July 14, 2018 by  
Filed under Extra

Deborah Harris

Deborah Harris and her mother

I called my mother during my lunchtime and asked her to please press my hair — something she hasn’t done for me since I was a little girl.

I went to my mother yesterday because I needed something familiar — a safe place. I needed her hands on me. I needed to be reminded that although I am growing in a different direction from what she herself has gone through, I am my mother’s daughter in so many ways.

I needed her love to surround me and remind me to be grateful because hundreds and thousands — due to unjust incarceration, and this administration’s policy of separating immigrant children and parents — are in very bad situations now. Thank you mommy for strengthening and blessing me with this crown of twists and tangles.

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