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On Sunday, Mother’s Day, we celebrate the women who quite literally (and figuratively) gave life to us. But what about the women, the same women, they were before answering to “mama”? The women who lived their best single lives, young and vivacious, just like you do today?

“Mothers Before,” an Instagram account dedicated to the snippets of our mothers’s lives pre-mom status that we rarely explore, collects these snapshots and stories from daughters, and asks the question, “Who was your mom, before they were anyone’s mom?”

In an opinion piece forthe New York Times, writer and “Mothers Before” curator Edan Lepucki said the idea for the Instagram came after finishing her most recent novel, which involves mother-daughter relationships. Following a similar method followed bythe character in her book, Lepucki called for women to share photos of their moms before they became moms on social media.

Along with short explanations of the women in the photos, daughtersshared moments of their childless mothers being beautiful, goofy, and fierce. Women explained how they were able to connect the images to their present-day mothersand themselves, too.

“What solace to know that time, aging, and motherhood cannot take away a womans essential identity. For daughters who closely resemble their moms, it must be an even bigger comfort; these mothers and daughters are twins, separated by a generation, and an old photo serves as a kind of mirror: How do I look? Even if there isnt a resemblance, we cant help but compare ourselves to our young mothers before they were mothers,” Lepucki wrote.

Lepucki’s project reminds me of a photo of my own mother. In it, my Filipino mom, her hair in a short bob, face beaming,stands upon a ship deck floating through the English Channel. It’s July 8, 1989, and she and her three best friends are on a month-long excursionthrough Europe, a break from their lives in the United Arab Emirates. In her early 30s, my mom poses shylyasother members of their tour group mill about the deck. My father, astranger from Texas whogifted himself the trip to commemorate his recent graduation, sitsin the background, looking out to the horizon.

Photo via Samantha Grasso

In my mother, I see my attractionto adventure, my value offemale friendship, and my introverted excitement, elements of my mother’s life I know she tucked away, some more than others, after my sister and I were born.

We envy these images of our mothers, beaming with the toughness, sadness, and resilience that we wonder if we ourselves possess. One woman sees herself in the slope of her mother’s shoulders. Another, who lost her mom as a child, pieces together an outline of her parentwith these images, save for the moments between college and marriage she’s heard little aboutthe lost years, she calls them.

“In studying these photos, and each daughters interpretation of them, Ive come to wonder what traits we allow our mothers to have, and which ones we view as temporary, expiring with age and the beginning of motherhood,” Lepucki wrote. “For daughters, these old photos of our mothers feel like both a chasm and a bridge. The woman in the picture is someone other than the woman we know. She is also exactly the person in the photostill, right now.”

View Lepucki’s “Mothers Before” Instagram account here.

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