#queenie just accepting her and daisy's fate

[apolaskiart]

Trying to think of something witty to write after watching episode 9 of icebound but I can't so here's my reaction image.

[salmonmentai]

Mother

“You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went, you can curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.”  

Or there is nothing else left to do beside to let go.

Benjamin experienced two mother in his life, that big enough to have a faith in him blindly, and big enough to be his everlasting home. As the first time she acknowledged Benjamin, without hesitation Queenie admitted that he was ugly and accepted the ugliness, for later on decided to raise him knowing how the humanity would rejected him. She was used to nurture imperfections, as she took care bundle of elderlies on her daily basis. All along her journey in raising him, she always acknowledge him the most, as if she was not burdened at all by Benjamin’s presence. Living in the environment of apartheid supposed to be one that making Queenie as big as that.

In the other hand, Daisy was living in a total comfort, being white and a dancer who pursued beauty in almost all of her life. But the main distinction of her was the fact that her blue eyes saw strictly to Benjamin’s eyes, acknowledged him even before he said the truth. Letting Benjamin go at his prime time was an almost impossible thing to do for Daisy, but she just made it. To took care of Benjamin in the end of his life also emphasized how big the heart of Daisy.

A mom raises another mom, and the cycle of nurturing presence is repeating all over again. Despite the diversities in all around the world, women share the role as a mother, being it or not. Although Queenie and Daisy were different, they shared those. I thankful for this feeling of companionship, to accept the everlasting life as a mother, that in the end we will rest as a mother.

I am not even a mother yet, but the story surely does engaging new way of seeing mothers, budhes, tantes, and mbak-mbak out there. I try to reconfigure how my mother feels towards me and nyanyo, and how hard i tried to detach my feelings from her.

Being a mother, being a women, is tiresome, but seeing people grow & the promising ending of death are always worth to live on.