Hilah Blum

איך לאהוב את בתך (how to love your daughter)

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Her father was also in love with her; we talked about her every night after she fell asleep, thanked each other for the gift that was our girl. Everything that I had been denied I gave to her, and then some. And she loved me too.

Before I became a mother, perhaps I didn't understand how girls are loved. I mean, how to love them. I had heard about the arcane forces that make mothers omnipotent; I had read in the papers about a woman who lifted a car with her bare hands to pull her daughter out from under it, and a woman who clutched her baby girl in her arms for two whole days as they clung to a piece of driftwood in the ocean, and a woman who killed the person who'd hurt her daughter, and I knew that a mother's love could be savage and unbridled — it was the journey of everyday love that I didn't understand. And then I did. Leah was born, and I understood.

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