January 4, New York, NY: My mom and I have not always been able to communicate well with one another. I think the truth is that we still aren't so great at it. But I can talk to her about whats going on with me. I often feel like I know what she is going to say. Or that I wont feel heard. Or that the conversation will escalate in conflict, anger, and other negative ways...so there are many times when I wont engage. But we had a really difficult conversation recently. And I learned something about her. For all the ways in which we may have been frustrated or hurt by one another in the past, my mother has never given up on me. She CERTAINLY doesn't always want me to choose the paths that I do. She isn't shy about telling me when she might suggest doing things differently. And I don't always want to hear that from her. Sometimes I want her to just tell me that she believes in me and to do my best. But she gets scared for her kids. And we got to that in this conversation. I am told that is part of what parents do. Despite me getting extremely angry and saying things that could have easily shut down the conversation, she stuck with it. Calmly. Even when I could not be calm. And I really really appreciated that. I learned something about her. Something great.