{"id":1651,"date":"2017-08-27T15:05:53","date_gmt":"2017-08-27T22:05:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/?p=1651"},"modified":"2017-08-27T15:05:53","modified_gmt":"2017-08-27T22:05:53","slug":"uncles-cousins-aunts-oh-my","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/?p=1651","title":{"rendered":"Uncles & cousins & aunts, oh my!"},"content":{"rendered":"

Recently, while reading Michael Krasny\u2019s new book, Let There Be Laughter<\/em><\/a>, I came across the Yiddish word naches<\/em>, which Krasny defines as \u201cthe joy and pride a parent derives from a child\u2019s accomplishments.\u201d High on a mother\u2019s list of accomplishments for her daughter would be the production of beautiful grandchildren. It was an \u2018Aha!\u2019 moment. I\u2019d been re-reading some of my 1967-68 letters to parents (my mother saved them all and gave them back to me) and thinking about the strained mother\/daughter relationship the letters revealed.<\/p>\n

The occasion was our first visit back to New Zealand. It had been seven years since we left our birth country, and twelve years since I had spent more than a week or two with my parents. In the meantime I had earned an advanced degree, begun a career as a writer, married, moved to England, had a couple of children, moved to California. I had kept in touch faithfully through fortnightly letters but had had none of that face-to-face interaction that helps define a relationship.<\/p>\n

I was wildly excited about the trip:<\/p>\n

18 Sept. 1967
\n<\/em>I have a bit of news that I have been saving up, partly because I still scarcely believe it myself \u2013 we are hoping to come for a visit to NZ about the middle of next year, probably in May. It will only be for a month \u2013 you get a cheaper excursion rate for 28 days \u2013 but hope that will be long enough to see everybody again, & for the children to sort out who all the vague names of grandmas, uncles, etc. are \u2013 David <\/em>[our 4-year-old] has them hopelessly confused at the moment.<\/em><\/p>\n

1 Oct. 1967
\n<\/em>[On news that sisters & cousins were having babies] It will be fun to meet all these new members of the family \u2013 they certainly seem to be mounting up.<\/em><\/p>\n

31 Oct. 1967
\n<\/em>[re Christmas presents] Like you, finance is a bit low this year \u2013 as you can imagine, we are needing to save very hard for this trip.<\/em><\/p>\n

My next letter has a firmer tone. With the help of a marriage & family therapist friend (thank you, Linda G.), I\u2019ve been researching the psychology of mother\/daughter relationships and discovered the Jungian concept of individuation<\/strong><\/a>, the process of becoming aware of oneself as a being separate from one\u2019s parents. I also learned that tensions are normal in the parent and adult child relationship during this process of separating and setting boundaries.<\/p>\n

17 Nov. 1967
\n<\/em>I gather that preparations are already being made for our homecoming in May. I hope you realise that our time is going to be extremely limited. We hope to divide most of it between you & <\/em>[my husband\u2019s mother], but also must go to Christchurch for a few days, and also have friends around the country that we hope to visit. So you would do well to reckon on about a week (don\u2019t forget flying time is included in the 28 days). This week will have to include relations too. The plan for an open day or weekend sounds a good one. I had better make it plain from the start that, apart from our immediate brothers & sisters, and possibly grandparents if they are too infirm to travel, we are not going to do any relation-visiting. For one thing, it wouldn\u2019t be fair to the kids, dragging them round from one set of strange faces to another. If you are going to get to know them at all, which from our point of view is the purpose of the visit, we will need a quiet domestic atmosphere with as few strange faces as possible. It took David four months to adjust to living in this country. Also, two days of being an exhibition piece is about as much as T. or I could stand \u2013 we are pretty unsociable types!<\/em><\/p>\n

\"grandchildren\"<\/a>

The idealized grandchildren, Nov. 1967. Photos by Tony Eppstein<\/p><\/div>\n

Here\u2019s where the Yiddish concept of naches<\/em> comes in. Looking back, I realize now that it mattered deeply to my mother to be able to show us off. She had never seen our children, her first grandchildren, other than in photographs, and she had idealized them. But as a young mother, I was having none of it:<\/p>\n

5 Dec. 1967
\n<\/em>Glad you see my point about visiting relations, though reading your letter again I have a suspicion that you intend to have them turning up all the time anyway. If this is so, please think again. I know, Mum, you love to have your family about you, and find it hard to understand my attitude. But to me my family is my husband and children, and next, my parents and brothers and sisters. Now I shall be delighted to meet all my uncles and my cousins and my aunts, but since practically all of them are almost total strangers, it would be much easier on us to restrict their visits to a definite two days, and leave us free for the rest of the time to do what we came for, which is to visit you.<\/em><\/p>\n

In my psychology reading I came across another concept, filial maturity<\/a>, <\/strong>explained as:<\/p>\n

1) By early adulthood, particularly in the 30s, taking on the responsibilities and status of an adult (employment, parenthood, involvement in the community), the child begins to identify with the parent.<\/p>\n

2) Eventually, the parent and child relate to each other more like equals.<\/p>\n

When I wrote these letters about our forthcoming trip to New Zealand I was 29. After fifty years of being a mother and a grandmother, I now understand why my mother and I were at odds. I\u2019m sorry she had to deal with such a difficult and demanding daughter. I also know this was the way it had to be.<\/p>\n

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Recently, while reading Michael Krasny\u2019s new book, Let There Be Laughter, I came across the Yiddish word naches, which Krasny defines as \u201cthe joy and pride a parent derives from a child\u2019s accomplishments.\u201d High on a mother\u2019s list of accomplishments for her daughter would be the production of beautiful grandchildren. It was an \u2018Aha!\u2019 moment. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[24,100,396],"tags":[418,462,461],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1651"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1651"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1651\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1653,"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1651\/revisions\/1653"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1651"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1651"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.maureeneppstein.com\/mve_journal\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1651"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}