Loveservations: Mother and Daughter
On the M98 again and there is a girl on girl embrace, in a nonsexual way. As the bus bounces off NYC streets like a truck that flies down rocky Dominican roads, Mother and Daughter hold each other. Keep each other from falling. Forward they would stumble if they didn’t love each other enough to lock arms.
But there is love.
The bus driver suddenly breaks and the bus comes to a complete stop. Daughter rests her trigeña hands on Mother’s shoulder, who is willing to carry the weight just as she did 13 years ago when Daughter was protected by Mother’s life sac. That is what love should be – protective, supportive, natural. Just like mothers giving birth to daughters. This is the same love I feel for my Mother who passed the love through her life sac as Mother did Daughter, as Grandmother did Mother, as I will eventually do for Daughter….
All in the name of love.