I was thinking today that we are the products of hundreds and generations of mothers who have nagged, begged, cajoled, scolded, inspired, encouraged, motivated, and strengthened their little girls in an endless line of mothering. Over the ages, the old adages have mellowed, the melodies of the lullabies may have changed, the admonitions rephrased but the heart of “mothering” is always intact. Always there is that moment in the life of a new mother when she realizes that she has become “her mother”! My daughter called to tell me she was instructing her son and all of a sudden she heard my voice popping out of her mouth. “It just came from nowhere and filled the moment!” It had to start somewhere, the family stories, the laughter, the traditions, the values, the strength to survive passed on from one generation to the next and always with a mother’s unconditional love. …