Shilpa Jacobie of Beverly with her mom, Andrea
It’s been said that at some point in every woman’s life, she eventually turns into her mother – picking up mannerisms, familiar gestures and expressions.
Whether you believe the premise or not, most women can relate to it and can name the characteristics they’re pleased to have inherited from their moms and those that they’re not so pleased with. We recently asked readers to enter our 250-word essay contest, telling us about the good and not-so-good traits they’ve picked up from their mothers.
The winner of this contest is Shilpa Jacobie, a mother of two in Beverly. We’ll be sending her four tickets to see Boston Ballet’s Coppélia at the Boston Opera House in May. Her essay, which includes a parenting trait we all can relate to, appears below.
Thanks to everyone who participated, and Happy Mother’s Day!
The Winning Essay
A Storied Upbringing
I love stories. I owe that to my mother. She read to me every night before bedtime. Sometimes, she would make up her own tales. The stories came alive through her voice and expressions. As I grew older, she filled my bookshelves with every kind of book, from the classics and mysteries to fables, history and sweet love stories. I devoured them all. Now, it warms my heart to see my daughter sitting on the floor looking through her favorite books. We even enjoy making up stories together. I feel honored to pass this great love on to my children.
Surprisingly, my mother and I have had a love/hate relationship since my late teens. I vowed that I would never become like her. I did. Her yelling was legendary then, as is my yelling now. Neighbors still speak of a time when they could hear her screaming right down the street. That’s a trait I would do well to unlearn. I think my family and my neighbors will thank me for it.
– Shilpa Jacobie of Beverly