New Essay: The Moment I Became My Mother Published by Role Reboot


Becoming your mother is often unavoidable. But is it always a bad thing? Find out by clicking here.

P.S. No that’s not a pic of mom and me — although those curlies could be ours.

Something terrible happened this year right before my 38th birthday: I became my mother. I was just standing in my kitchen cutting up a cantaloupe. Isn’t this something women face in their 50′s? Or after they have their own kids? I swore this day would never come. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been fighting to have a very different life than my mom’s. But now I see that I’ve failed miserably.