They say you can't choose your family — and if you could, well, let's just say I might've made a few edits.
I used to envy my friends who had those storybook relationships with their mothers. That wasn't the hand I was dealt. It wasn’t until late in my mother’s life that I stumbled across the term Narcissistic Personality Disorder — and suddenly, decades of confusion started to make more sense. If nothing else, growing up with a narcissistic mother made me deeply committed to being a better mother to my own son. (Some might call that generational self-improvement... others might call it therapy.)
My mother passed away a couple of years ago at the age of 90. For most of those years, she held my sister and me responsible for her happiness — and heaven knows, we tried. We had happy lives, successful careers, and open hearts, but she somehow managed to find the dark cloud in every silver lining.
The tears I shed at her funeral weren’t just for her passing — they were for the sorrow of never having been able to make her happy. I hope, at least, she liked the beautiful casket I picked out for her. It felt like one final, loving attempt.
And that brings me to what Mother’s Day really means to me.
It’s not about perfection or fulfilling someone else’s endless expectations. It’s about grace. It’s about beauty — not in the superficial sense, but in the deep, nourishing sense of whatever pleases or satisfies the senses or mind.
Thanks to my mother — yes, thanks to her — I became a student of the physiology of happiness. I learned that practicing holistic self-care wasn’t just about looking good or feeling good. It was about showing up as the best version of myself for the people I love — for my son, and now for my young granddaughter.
And isn’t that what every mother deserves for Mother’s Day?A moment of peace, of beauty, of happiness — so that she can continue to pour love into those around her.
That’s why I love sharing Solvasa with the people who treasure nurturing relationships — starting with the relationship they have with themselves.
Few things feel more restorative than a Crystal Lymphatic Facial, a soothing cup of Golden Moment turmeric + ashwagandha tea, and a simple gratitude ritual. Little things, yes. But in those little things, we plant the seeds of lasting happiness.
This Mother’s Day, whether you’re a mother, a daughter, a son — or just someone who wants to celebrate the nurturing spirit — remember:
The greatest gift you can give is the Beauty in Your Presence.
Lori Bush
