Having praised youth in our last entry, this week we turn our attention to what allows youth to exist, the bond praised in Paul Simon‘s Mother and Child Reunion and humbly immortalized in much of my work, Mother and Child.
My first cognition of a Mother and Child anything came while reading A.E. Van Vogt‘s The War Against the Rull.
There’s a scene in which a female ezwal (alien, six-legged, telepathic saurian (according to Wikipedia. I remember it as more like an earwig), and hostile to humans) and her child are in a crashing ship. The ezwal are huge (a few tons). The mother wraps her herself around her child to protect it and cushion it from the crash.
Even remembering that scene now, I tear up.
It was the first time I was aware there was some kind of mother-child relationship different from the one I experienced.
And I have longed to be the child of a loving, caring, protecting, ezwal mother ever since.