Friday, May 02, 2008

Who, who are you, who?

I am searching for heartfelt and inspirational stories about mother-daughter relationships, stories that share wisdom and teach important moral and life lessons, stories from which daughters and moms might derive hope and guidance after reading them.

What did you learn from this unique parent-child relationship, how it has changed over the years, how you two dealt with conflict, etc? The stories can be about good or bad times, as long as the result is something others can learn from. There are no format or length requirements.


For more information about submitting your story, please visit my website, www.gregoryelang.com, and click the red corner on the home page, just beneath the “Projects” tab.

I’m also conducting recorded telephone interviews for those who prefer to tell rather than write their story. Just send me an email with your phone number and dates/times you are available. Interviews typically last 30-45 minutes.

If you’d like to submit a daughter-mom photo to display on this blog, please email it to greg.lang@mindspring.com.

If this is your first visit to my blog, please read the Frequently Asked Questions posted on March 20, 2008.

The deadline for submitting your story or participating in an interview is August 1, 2008.

Now on to today’s post~

Today’s photo is of Jill’s friend, Amy and her daughters, both of who are very serious cheerleaders. Looks like Amy would like to be one, too. This photo appears in my book “Thank You, Mom.”

Please, please, please put your name on your stories if your email address does not include your name. It would be a shame if I only knew you by a few letters and numbers or a funky screen name. Thanks!

This came in from someone I know only as jd:

“Writing a story about a mother and daughter’s bond isn’t as easy as it looks. Mothers and daughters share so many wonderful memories and fun times throughout their years together. There are also many ups and downs that happen between a mother and a daughter. There are many laughs, tears and smiles. When I first found out I was pregnant with my daughter, I can remember my Mom saying ‘You are going to be a great Mom!’ I asked her how she knew that, how could she be so certain. She said that it was something that she just knew. She stressed that everything would come naturally and it’s something that I would truly love doing. I didn’t know how she could be so certain about something that she’d never witnessed before – me being a Mom.

Here it is almost seven years later and I have to admit that my Mom was right again! As soon as my little girl was born, the instincts kicked in and I was in love with being a Mom as well as with my little girl. My days were filled with tender touches, sweet breaths, cuddles, and lots of staring in complete amazement. I think my Mom knew that because she was such a great Mom, I in turn would be a great Mom also. All the things my Mom instilled in me, all the battles we had, all the talks, all the things she taught me, all the hugs and kisses, had been passed on to me so that I could become a great Mom, too.

There are times when I’ll be talking to my daughter and realize I sound just like my Mom, and I’m fine with that. She’s such a great Mom and I hope one day my daughter will say that about me.”


A note to readers: I realize this may be a subtle distinction, but please bear with me a moment. I am searching for immediate, in the moment tales of the mother and daughter bond rather than a high-level view that summaries and praises. I'm more than happy to work with you to get it to a specific, obvious "moral of the story" kind of tale. Please take a look at my blog on the April 23rd post, Three Generations. It gives two examples of what I want to include in Mom’s Little Angel. Remember, if you are struggling to find the heart of your story, ask me to call you. We can work together on the phone and I’ll record the conversation, saving you from having to write a story.

Well, I guess that’s enough for today. Thanks so much for visiting my blog. Now go out and hug somebody!

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