It occurred to me that the same kind of conversation between a young mother, struggling to cope, and her perfect mother, could be devastating.
Young mom: Mom, how did you do it? Everything was always organized and we got places on time and you always had good meals on the table and it all seemed so easy for you.
Older mom: Well, dear, it really was easy. It just seemed to fall in place. I had a sense of what I should do and I did it. I guess I was lucky things turned out the way they did.
How would that young mom feel then?