Lessons from a daughter to a mother

There's this funny intergenerational gap between my mother and I that i never built a bridge across, If I could I'd say what my daughter tells me everyday, Mommy I love you. Mommy I'm you're princess forever and ever and ever.. And don't you forget it!
Mommy I was put on this earth for you to mold, so don't be upset when I go my own way;. It's how you raised me, independent, strong willed, curious & unafraid.
Of course my daughter is only 2 years old, so of all these things all she really says is how much she loves me all day. She reminds me that is is a princess and therefore I am a queen, so I am reminded to act as such. I am reminded that while I love her & this family that her father and I have created, I need to remember to love myself so I can love her. So I can show her how to love herself and most importantly that it IS okay for her to love herself. Above all else this is the lesson I wish I had learned from my mother. My beauty was not hers. My ideas and goals were not hers. And at times I was made to feel like I was not hers. An alien observing the rituals of a primitive species. She wanted me to grow up to embody the American Dream of a house, husband, kids, dog & picket fence. Instead I strayed and now I am at a crossroads alone because all my life I just tried to make someone else happy. Make someone else's life complete. All the while keeping myself on the back burner. And so here comes my late 20's, and Saturn's influence and years of inner conflict and baby after baby, and marriage, and depression. And finally rock bottom. Rediscovery. Self love, self-acceptance, truth. But it all comes with a price. The question I hear my mother ask now is am I willing to pay it?