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McBride, Martina. “In My Daughter's Eyes.” Spotify. open.spotify.com/track/18GiV1BaXzPVYpp9rmOg0ELinks to an external site.

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This song was the crux of the theme I had chosen. The song is sung by Martina McBride in 2003 whereby she sings how a mother views her daughter. McBride is a mother of 3 daughters and the song shows how much love she has for them as she is able to see the world as a brighter place through their eyes. It touches upon the relationship a mother has with her daughter, as someone who views her as strong even when she might not feel that way. That her daughter pushes her to be strong.

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Swan, Colleen. “The Night My Mother Called Me "Opal Dumpling".” 2023. Letterpile. https://letterpile.com/creative-writing/Short-Stories-About-Mothers-And-DaughtersLinks to an external site.

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Story One: “The Night My Mother Called Me “Opal Dumpling.”, Colleen Swan

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Story One: “The Night My Mother Called Me “Opal Dumpling.”, Colleen Swan

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I found this story on a website called Letter Pile, it was written by Colleen Swan. It tells the story about how the narrator's mother calls her a nickname whilst she was on the phone with a boy she had a crush on at the time. How she felt embarrassed about it, and how she regrets that feeling as the present it brough forward. It is revealed that her mother is now in a care-facility, she is doing well but has some memory problems. The narrator wonders whether her mother would even remember the event if recollected to her. She reminisces about the nickname, about how everyone has one given to them lovingly by their mother.

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Das, Kamala. "My Mother at Sixty-Six." -. Poem Analysis, https://poemanalysis.com/kamala-das/my-mother-at-sixty-six/Links to an external site.

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Kamala Das is a poet from India, though this poem is a lot shorter than Lim's or Swan's story, it has a very clear message. It describes the view of Kamala as she looks behind at her mother. She explains the way her face has aged, how she realized that her mother has changed. That she is no longer the woman she used to be when Kamala was younger. She elaborates how she mourns her mother, despite still being alive, she realizes how each passing second is time chipping away at her mother's life.

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My Mother at Sixty-Six by Kamala Das - Poem Analysis

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An intimate glimpse into a daughter’s heart, ‘My Mother at Sixty-Six’ by Das captures the universal fear of loss through personal reflection.

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This poem is written by Sandra Lim, she writes about how her mother was when she was alive. She had passed away and the poem feels like the emotions she had left behind for her daughter to pick up. The pain and mourning but also anger at her mother for leaving her alone, she talks about the small things her mother told her, the things she did when she was alive, and the way the surroundings were around her when she passed.

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Perhaps you can tell children that the world is always a more beautiful place than you can suppose,

and then you release them into their future, the black row of trees in the distance.

She died suddenly in midwinter, in the same bed in which her husband died years earlier; it still sagged on his side. Her second husband remained in Japan with his first family.

She used to say, what my three girls do when they are on their own is unimaginable to me.

My mother is the middle daughter, a garden of inaudible tunes. The four of them lived in a mean house in Seoul.

One yellowing picture of my grandmother remains, and her face turns away from the camera, as the rabbit senses the hound;

she was said to be a solitary eater, an inner thing. What did she promise the world that she wasn't able to make good on?

A child who abruptly feels the frontiers of experience assert themselves in her: at the funeral my mother cries so hard she can't feel her hands for days,

it explains how she scratches herself raw, meaningless.

You have always believed these are your themes: fate, the negative pleasures of dipping oneself in acid.

You think it will rescue you from your simplicity, remarks my mother from the doorway, but art is never the ace in the hole.

I am not a stupid child. I am not even a child any longer, with her hesitant, then terrible certainty, that loss is tragic, not only pointless.

When she is lonely, my mother cooks; and when she is happy, she knows to hide it.

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A child who abruptly feels the frontiers of experience assert themselves in her: at the funeral my mother cries so hard she can't feel her hands for days, it explains how she scratches herself raw, meaningless. You think it will rescue you from your simplicity, remarks my mother from the doorway,...

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After reading the poems, short story, and listening to the song, did they make you feel/think about your mother? Each link points out both the life and the death of mother and daughter. The hope a mother feels when her daughter is brought into the world, and the mourning a daughter feels when her mother leaves it. So my question is as follows, how did each media represent the relationship between mother and daughter?