by KCLAnderson | Jul 11, 2019 | Generational patterns, Mother Wound, Re-mothering, Self-Acceptance, The Wisdom of Others
Two years ago, my relationship with my mother came to an end. To sum up my 42 years with her would be a difficult and complicated novel no one would want to read. The last conversation we had began with her asking me, “how much money would it take to get you out...
by KCLAnderson | Jun 14, 2019 | Boundaries, Feminism, Generational patterns, Mother-daughter relationship
Question from a reader: My 80-year-old mother’s full-time home is nearby my summer home. I split my time between my two homes which are about and hour and a half apart. For the most part, she is a pretty healthy woman. Unfortunately, over the last couple of...
by KCLAnderson | May 13, 2019 | Feminism, Generational patterns, Mother-daughter relationship, Relationships
My mother is old and dying. We’ve never gotten along and everyone knows it. I can’t think of one nice thing to say about her. She was/is [insert all the negative things about her here]. But I feel obligated to say something nice about her at her funeral....
by KCLAnderson | Apr 12, 2019 | Boundaries, Empowerment, Generational patterns, Mother-daughter relationship
Message from an almost reader: One of the biggest reasons I have not bought your book is that I do NOT want to discover that I am culpable in this issue with my mother. I have limited contact with her. Have the healthiest boundaries I’ve ever had...
by KCLAnderson | Apr 12, 2019 | Boundaries, Generational patterns, Mother-daughter relationship, Re-mothering
A couple of weeks ago I led a small group of women through the process of setting boundaries with their mothers. We spent time on the “how to” part: Request + Action + Benefit = Healthy Boundary You make a request, you follow up with action, and you...
by KCLAnderson | Mar 12, 2019 | Boundaries, Generational patterns, Mother-daughter relationship, Uncategorized
It’s a hard truth: not only does your mother not respect your boundaries…she very well may not respect you. It hurts. Deeply. Sure, you can chalk it up to an addiction, a personality disorder, a mental illness, or just plain old meanness. But deep down...
