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Ouch. I think this really hits at my deepest fears regarding my first mother - that she didn't/doesn't love me like a daughter, that I'm just a "genetically linked stranger" to her, that if she met me she might be disappointed and not want to know me. Because I'm not that three-week-old baby anymore that she loved (I believe).
I'd like to think my first mother calls me her "daughter," but the truth is, she probably doesn't call me anything at all. She hasn't told anyone about me, as far as I know (and refused contact with me a few years ago for that reason). I'd love it if she could know my name, and call me that.
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