For what must we forgive our mothers?

In lieu of writing I have taken to reading travel guides particularly ones on ‘Barbados’ oh and I'm see my sister this weekend. She is brilliant at righting my mood with her easy smile and sensible approach. Until then I'll be reading of fun in the sun, that and I came across this painting. I could not stop looking at her.

Franz von Stuck's Portrait of Frau Feez

An uneven break

She holds tight the misery left after the parting seeking in it the familiar
Finding only bitter regret and her misspend youth
That and her children with their face bright with endless possibility
She vowed then never to impart to them the advice her mother bestowed on matters of heart
In fact, she has decided never to communicate her wisdom on love but to allow them their own tragedy
It will soon prove a grievous error and it too she will bear as well as this end

All my love,

Simone