The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

When we come into this world, we have no idea who we are or what we will become as we continue to be a part of this world.

All we know is that we have to become something to survive in this world, and many of us choose fame, or in some cases, fame chooses us.

Whatever the case, it’s a nasty drug that many of us become addicted to when it comes to fame. But unfortunately, there’s a blurry line between fame and reality.

Society has a tough time separating the celebrity from the person itself. But, unfortunately, I believe that that’s what happened to the Judds.

Naomi had Wynonna Judds when She was just 18 years old, so she was a young mother, but they also had to learn how up together. They had to grow up together, making it difficult for them to have a normal mother-daughter relationship because it was far from ordinary.

They had to be each other support system to get through those tough times before breaking into the music industry.

Naomi was a nurse while trying to raise Wynonna alone, Understanding that she wanted a better life.

What made their relationship so unique was they had no idea how to separate their actual mother-daughter relationship from the relationship they had on stage and gave the rest of the world.

They both admitted were in therapy for many years because they needed to find better ways of communication and learn about each other’s boundaries and spaces. And I believe that on the stage, at one point, I did bring them to the world their own life stories through music.

I can personally relate to this story because of the mental illness Naomi suffered from. But, still, she had struggles with that mother and daughter relationship with Wynonna.

Since birth, I’ve struggled to have a relationship with my mother because when my mom sees me, she sees me as a fragile glass that will break if she just lets go.

I struggle with her not seeing me how I want to be seen and how I want to be seen. But, it’s just like any other woman.

Yes, I have many different limitations to overcome every day, but that does not mean that I should not be seen as a woman who deserves to live her life the best way she can. We lack communication. After all, I’m afraid to tell her exactly how I feel because my mom is not the type who shuts up and listens; she has to last word.

Naomi and Wynonna’s relationship struggled to balance listening to one another.

Speaking to each other and understanding that it was OK to have separate lives. Growing up together didn’t mean they always had to be together.

That’s where boundaries come into play boundaries. That’s something my mom and I don’t have is boundaries with one another.

She feels like because I am physically disabled and I rely on someone to take care of me 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year, I don’t deserve a moment to myself or that I shouldn’t make plans to have a future for myself in any way possible that does not include her.

Mothers always say that we will never understand what they went through to bring us into this world until we have a daughter of our own, and my reply is, how will you ever know what type of job you did raising us if you don’t let those flies wait to see how far we can go in life.

It’s always gonna be mother and daughters against each other, but at the same time, we should value each other while we still have each other and can still see each other.
As much as I complain about my mom, and I do complain about my mom a lot, I know she has my best interest at heart.

As she gets older, I know there’s gonna come a time when she’s no longer going to be here with me, and I’m going to wish she was here complaining, fighting back with me about any stupid little thing.

I assume that Wynonna and Ashley wish to hear the last love you come from their mom’s lips.

Nobody knows what they have until they lose it, and it is so unfortunate that mental Takes away another of the great ones. When we wake up every day, we should live for the day and do everything we can to make that day count for something.

Don’t worry about tomorrow; too many of us worry about tomorrow before the end of the day.

Enjoying what is in front of us and the time in front of us. Making each moment, each second, matter because we matter.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis