Hair Brushing

So this morning Zara came down and asked me to brush her hair and I love her so I did. I was as gentle as I could be. And the snarls I dealt with as simply as I could. Hair brushing is an emotional thing in our family. Cara has always said her best memories of her father before he died are how he brushed her hair. And when Cara hated young Zara and this feeling was reciprocated I broke the cycle by suggesting Cara let Zara brush her hair. It was, perhaps, a simple thing, but the path that let daughter have enough power over mother to feel confident and mother learn to trust her offspring. Zara almost never asks me to brush her hair, so I was floored this morning when she did.