As human beings we need to know that we are not alone that we are not crazy or completely out of our minds that there are other people out there who feel as we do live as we do love as we do who are like us.
Even as we enumerate their shortcomings the rigor of raising children ourselves makes clear to us our mothers' incredible strength. We fear both. If they are not strong who will protect us? If they are not imperfect how can we equal them?
