Disclaimer: I am no way involved with the production of Gilmore Girls, and
probably never will be. I do not own right to any characters, either.
Realizations Take Time
When Lorelai first started to come to Friday Night Dinners she would grudge through the door. She'd never want to be here. It was hurtful. I wished I could have taken it back, whatever it was that made her hate me. When she was little she wanted to be just like me. She'd dress, act, and talk like me. Then as she aged, she became resentful of me, she believed all my opinions were wrong, how I lived was wrong, and how I acted was wrong.
Then she got pregnant.
Her resentment of me increased until it hit the breaking point. She left. She took Rory and ran away, leaving a note. Leaving me a mess.
I couldn't take it.
Richard tried with all his might to help comfort me, but it wasn't enough. I had a full nervous breakdown. Richard secretly put me in a mental institution for three months, telling everyone I went to visit my sister in Paris- even Lorelai doesn't know that.
I had lived my life for Lorelai, my only daughter, and I ended up doing it wrong, I thought I was doing what was best for her, but it ended up being exactly what she didn't need nor want.
Now Lorelai and I are beginning a new relationship. We both have to deal with the hurt from before, but now we are learning to accept each other. We've grown older and wiser and I guess Lorelai became a great person, no matter what has happened to her. I would never tell her I was proud of her, because I hate the idea of me having no part in her becoming this way. I gave birth to her, but in ways I wasn't a mother to her.
She's an earth child.
She didn't need me to help her grow up, she needed experience. I just wished I had realized this earlier, that way I could have at least been her friend, it would have stopped years of heartaches, and lengthened our time together.
Realizations Take Time
When Lorelai first started to come to Friday Night Dinners she would grudge through the door. She'd never want to be here. It was hurtful. I wished I could have taken it back, whatever it was that made her hate me. When she was little she wanted to be just like me. She'd dress, act, and talk like me. Then as she aged, she became resentful of me, she believed all my opinions were wrong, how I lived was wrong, and how I acted was wrong.
Then she got pregnant.
Her resentment of me increased until it hit the breaking point. She left. She took Rory and ran away, leaving a note. Leaving me a mess.
I couldn't take it.
Richard tried with all his might to help comfort me, but it wasn't enough. I had a full nervous breakdown. Richard secretly put me in a mental institution for three months, telling everyone I went to visit my sister in Paris- even Lorelai doesn't know that.
I had lived my life for Lorelai, my only daughter, and I ended up doing it wrong, I thought I was doing what was best for her, but it ended up being exactly what she didn't need nor want.
Now Lorelai and I are beginning a new relationship. We both have to deal with the hurt from before, but now we are learning to accept each other. We've grown older and wiser and I guess Lorelai became a great person, no matter what has happened to her. I would never tell her I was proud of her, because I hate the idea of me having no part in her becoming this way. I gave birth to her, but in ways I wasn't a mother to her.
She's an earth child.
She didn't need me to help her grow up, she needed experience. I just wished I had realized this earlier, that way I could have at least been her friend, it would have stopped years of heartaches, and lengthened our time together.