Pieces of you and me

The bond between a mother and daughter runs deeper than blood or time. It's in the stories we inherit, the habits we pick up without noticing, the way we carry each other's laughter and pain. Through childhood, rebellion, tenderness, and distance, a mother and daughter mirror and mold one another. One gives, one learns-then later, the roles reverse in subtle, powerful ways. There's a shared language in a glance, an understanding in a sigh. Even when they drift, they remain woven into each other's identity. In both relationships, there is a beauty in the breaking and remaking and how they become living collages of one another