#Do you see my vision of Mary in a leather jacket. On Kate's couch. Drinking coffee.

[michaelmilligan]

Katemary is about is about Mary thinking that she's bad at being a mother and at being a woman because she both 'failed' to protect her boys and 'fails' at being a stay-at-home mom now, at being the ideal of femininity that society and she herself have set for her.

And it's about her thinking that Kate is so much better at all of this (being feminine, being a mom) than her, because she had her boy growing up in a stable home and going to college, and she keeps her hair long even if it's in the way sometimes in her job, and she's so pretty.

But it's also about Kate always thinking that she failed at being a mom, because she was never there enough for her boy, and thinking that she failed at being a woman, because if she was better at it, surely a man would have stayed? The father of her child would have stayed at least?

And it's about her thinking that Mary is the epitome of both coolness and femininity, because she's a tough hunter who always seems to know what she's doing. And she's also the one that John wanted to stay with. The one he never got over. (And also she's pretty.)

And Katemary is especially about these two realising that actually, neither of them is perfect. Neither of them is the ideal that they're trying to reach, and neither of them is the image that they're trying to project, and that's okay. They can be flawed, because they're just people.

They don't have to be perfect to be good. Or to be loved.

And if Mary is the kind of woman who drives muscle cars and motor cycles and impresses her date by lifting a heavy object, well, Kate is the kind of woman who asks people like her in for coffee.