“Why . . . ” she started, “do that to yourself . . . ” she spat out, breaking the second egg over her head, same as the last one. Yolk and white oozed down her forehead. Without hesitation, she grabbed another egg. “You’re the one who had me,” she told Makiko. “And it’s too late to do anything about that now, but why do you have to . . . ” Midoriko slapped the egg hard against her forehead. “I don’t know what to do, and you don’t tell me anything. I love you, but I never want to be like you. No . . . ” She took a breath. “I want to start working, so I can help. I want to help so bad. With
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This made me cry so much on the airplane because it resonated so deeply, 1 always say the must simple het complicated relations hip is the one between a woman & her mom. Here, midonko experiences grief guilt resentment & deep sadness all at once for her mother & even though she feels all these complicated feelings, it boiled down the test that, at the end of the day, that's still her mom, and she loves her.
