Ebook: What My Mother Gave Me: Thirty-one Women on the Gifts That Mattered Most

Also by Elizabeth Benedict; Title; Copyright; Dedication; Contents; Introduction; Heart's Desire; The Missing Photograph; Mess Up Your Mind; My Disquieting Muse; The Unicorn Princess; White Christmas; My Mother's Armor; Three-Hour Tour; The Circle Line; The Gift Twice Given; The Last Happy Day of Her Life; Never Too Late; The Broken Vase; The Wok; How They Do It in France; White Gloves and Party Manners; Her Favorite Neutral; Right at My Fingertips; Midnight Typing; Julia's Child; The Deal; The Plant Whisperer; Wait Till You See What I Found for You; Truths in a Ring; Quilts.;In What My Mother Gave Me, women look at the relationships between mothers and daughters through a new lens: a daughter?s story of a gift from her mother that has touched her to the bone and served as a model, a metaphor, or a touchstone in her own life. The contributors of these thirty-one original pieces include Pulitzer Prize winners, perennial bestselling novelists, and celebrated broadcast journalists. Whether a gift was meant to keep a daughter warm, put a roof over her head, instruct her in the ways of womanhood, encourage her talents, or just remind her of a mother?s love, each story gets to the heart of a relationship. Rita Dove remembers the box of nail polish that inspired her to paint her nails in the wild stripes and polka dots she wears to this day. Lisa See writes about the gift of writing from her mother, Carolyn See. Cecilia Muoz remembers both the wok her mother gave her and a lifetime of home-cooked family meals. Judith Hillman Paterson revisits the year of sobriety her mother bequeathed to her when Paterson was nine, the year before her mother died of alcoholism. Abigail Pogrebin writes about her middle-aged bat mitzvah, for which her mother provided flowers after a lifetime of guilt for skipping her daughter?s religious education. Margo Jefferson writes about her mother?s gold dress from the posh department store where they could finally shop as black women. Collectively, the pieces have a force that feels as elemental as the tides: outpourings of lightness and darkness; joy and grief; mother love and daughter love; mother love and daughter rage. In these stirring words we find that every gift,?no matter how modest, tells the story of a powerful bond. As Elizabeth Benedict points out in her introduction,?whether we are mothers, daughters, aunts, sisters, or cherished friends, we may not know for quite some time which presents will matter the most.