All We Need is Not Love…It’s Forgiveness

In forgiving my mother, I learned life’s greatest lesson

The author and her mother. Courtesy of the author.

A daughter resenting her mother? Not exactly new. To me, my mother was a prisoner of traditional Chinese culture, valuing her sons over her daughters. A Chinese boy is the family pride; a Chinese girl is the family support. I was five when my family was smuggled into New York City from China via Hong…