How my mother in­flu­enced me

Living Now - - Women's Health - By Michelle Taffe

When I was young, my mother worked full time as a high school teacher. She would get up early in the morn­ing at 6am – which in the win­ter in Canberra where we lived was freez­ing cold and frosty – and she would hang out the wash­ing be­fore com­ing in­side to get break­fast for us all and then get­ting us onto our bikes for school be­fore go­ing to work her­self. She taught me the im­por­tance of do­ing work that you love (she was pas­sion­ate about her sub­ject – English lit­er­a­ture) and about work­ing hard to give your best. She taught me to love na­ture, and to eat healthy foods, prefer­ably grown in your own gar­den. She was a pas­sion­ate veg­gie gar­dener, as well as a bot­tler and jam maker. Ev­ery sum­mer, she would send me and my broth­ers up the trees (we had many fruit trees in the gar­den) to pick the plums, apri­cots, ap­ples and pears that were hang­ing in abun­dance from the branches. I re­mem­ber my mother was happy in sum­mer mak­ing all of her pre­serves and she would sing lit­tle songs about what­ever she was do­ing. ‘Jam, jam bub­bling on the stoooove!’ – funny lit­tle things like that. My mother also taught me about writ­ing, help­ing me with my English home­work and be­ing en­cour­ag­ing and sup­port­ive when I showed her my poems and sto­ries. It is partly thanks to her that I be­came a writer. My mother taught me to be en­thu­si­as­tic about life, even when it seemed that things were not go­ing in your favour. She taught me to fol­low my dreams and be­lieve in my­self and she con­tin­ues to teach me this through fol­low­ing her own dreams to be­come a his­to­rian. n

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Michelle Taffe is the founder of The Global Yogi web­site where she shares ar­ti­cles on self-love and per­sonal and spir­i­tual growth, as well as yoga and spirit events world­wide.

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