A facebook memory from DD3 came up yesterday in she, almost 13 at the time, said I was "99% dragon mum". Not sure what she meant but at the time I reckoned that meant she was the dragon. I looked up dragon mum and found an article in huffpost from that same year:
www.huffpost.com/entry/dragon-mothers-and-grieving-parents_b_2956023
There is no one fiercer or scarier or more real in this world than a dragon mother. Dragon mothers are mothers who grieve for children who have died or are terminally ill. Dragon mothers breathe fire and scorch everything in their path.
by Judy Bolton-Fasman, Huffpost Mar 27, 2013 updated May 27, 2013
Judy B-F is writing about Emily Rapp whose 3yo son died of Tay-Sachs. “Having a child confirms our mortality and, as Rapp notes, the truth about life is that ‘it exists side by side with death’.”
I think Emily Rapp is asking her readers for something deeper than empathy or sympathy. She raises the stakes by asking us to "look straight at [death] without blinking." Perhaps openly grappling with death is the radical act of empathy we are obligated to bestow on grieving parents and dragon mothers.
Not sure I feel fierce or scary but I do feel I'm looking straight at my first child's death without blinking. That is what she needs from me right now.
Plan is to go back to Scotland and my little job there for a couple of weeks and then come back to Derbyshire for some time with DD1 and family. This will be on rinse and repeat for as long as is needful.