Marianne Williamson Instagram – This was my mother, Sophie Ann Williamson, and my daughter, now India More Nisbett. The picture was taken in 2001. I read recently that your children and grandchildren have a piece of their brain left in yours or something like that, I’m not sure exactly what it was. Something about brain cells being left behind. (Martha in the comments informs us it’s DNA) It makes all the sense in the world to me, actually. My feelings about my granddaughter are some love beyond “Oh isn’t she cute?” Nature has evolved over millions of years in such a way to ensure the highest possibility for survival of the species, and the fact that we’re as obsessed about our grandchildren as we were about our own children is part of that. Sophie Ann didn’t live long enough to meet India‘s daughter, Elizabeth. But my older sister was named Elizabeth and I know my mother would’ve loved that. In my mind’s eye, I see the same picture as that above but with little Elizabeth sitting on her mother’s lap. Yesterday I walked out of my apartment building and someone had done a grand sidewalk mural in front of it in colored chalk. I don’t know if it was celebrating someone’s mother or grandmother or what, but whoever she is her name is “Sophie.” On this day I remember her. The older you get, the more mysterious it all seems. Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy. You will always be that to me. 💖💜💖💜