The more people you love, the weaker you are. You’ll do things for them that you know you shouldn’t do. You’ll act the fool to make them happy, to keep them safe. Love no one but your children. On that front, a other has no choice.
You will not make your lives smaller because of me. This thing that’s happening to me will not be the thing that holds you back. So, take the risks. Make the big moves, even if they’re small moves. Forge ahead with your lives in any and every direction that moves you. I am your mother, and I’m sick. And I’m asking you to be fearless.[to her children]
You know I’m gonna have a family of my own one day? Yeah. And I’m gonna be the mother that I never had. I’m gonna be kind, nurturing, supportive. And, oh, you know what? It might be too ambitious, but I’m not gonna make my child feel like they were the worst thing that ever happened to me.[to Mrs. Kannerman]
When I look at you, I see all of you. I see every Kate you’ve ever been, every Kate you might still be. Yeah, you might not have been an easy daughter all the time, but you’ve always, always been easy to love.[to Kate]
This is gonna sound stupid, but I saw at one point that our mothers are… They’re bus drivers. No, they are the bus. See, they’re the vehicle that gets us here. They drop us off and go on their way. They continue on their journey. And the problem is that we keep trying to get back on the bus, instead of just letting it go.[to Jennifer]
So much of being a mom is about faking it, isn’t it? We don’t know what the hell we’re doing. Not when they’re young. Not when they’re older. So we fake it. We imitate what we think a mom should be.
Look at him. Look at your baby. You are the only person in the whole world that he knows. You are the only familiar smell. You are the only voice he recognizes. You love him. And you wanted him so much. You’re his mother. And he belongs with you. That is God’s will.[to Serena]