Mother // Daughter

I am not responsible for every bad mood
Every freckle that appears
(Should have put on more sunscreen)
Every failure and every success.
I am responsible for me
For who I am and the choices I make. 
We are separate 
Me and her 
Different people with different childhoods. 
Though sometimes it’s hard to see the lines between us when
She came from me, through me.
She never walks, only skips.
While other children pop about like dandelions, she’s an orchid –
miraculously beautiful yet meticulous to care for.
I cry because of how hard it is to parent a highly sensitive child,
especially when you’re a highly sensitive parent. 
If only I can remember again why I am here;
to be the earth below the river of her life, 
guiding her to the ocean of herself.
To be the earth below the river of my life,
guiding me to the ocean of myself. 

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