together, not because we were randomly paired because of a practical joke by God.”
Of course, Lorelai did not really choose Rory. The pregnancy was an accident, and in any case, a mother never knows who is going to come out. But Rory was “chosen” in the sense that most teenage girls would have had an abortion rather than keep the child. So on some level, Lorelai did choose to keep Rory. And then she raised her as a best friend, determined never to snuff the “sparkling creature” that is her own daughter.
Now, with Rory in the pool house dating Logan and organizing DAR functions, Lorelai has to stomach seeing her own daughter accepting her mother’s values. Despite the fact that Lorelai has tried her darndest to ward against it, Rory is being as disappointing as she could be. She’s rebelling against everything Lorelai stands for.
Lorelai has to make a decision. Refuse to accept Rory’s relationship with Logan, which means she’ll alienate Rory, which means she’ll lose her just like Emily lost Lorelai. . . .
Or suck it up.
Can she? Is she willing to take a less important role in her daughter’s life? Will she allow Rory to let Logan be the person she’s closest to in the world?
This is the true job of the mother, isn’t it? To step back when it’s time to step back. To allow your child to make her own decisions—even if those decisions distress you to the core. My own daughter, I might mention, has recently done the unthinkable. She has up and moved out of the house. That’s right, she’s gone away to college. Her bedroom is empty! There are no clothes on the floor. No dirty dishes next to her computer. There aren’t even any condoms in her sock drawer. How can she do this to me?
I, like Lorelai, realize I cannot control my daughter’s decisions. If she wants to get an education, fine. I have a life. I have friends. I have Gilmore Girls . And if Rory wants to marry a vapid, selfish rich kid and spend the rest of her life throwing him dinner parties, so be it.
Lorelai sucks it up. She decides to try to like Logan, or at least get along with him, or at least keep herself from insulting him to his face.
Eventually, Emily has a falling out with Rory. No surprise there. Once grandma realizes Rory is having sex in the pool house, she threatens to ground her. Rory points out she’s twenty-one and can’t be grounded.
EMILY: You are becoming more and more like your mother with every passing day.
RORY: And you are becoming more like my mother’s mother with every passing day. (“Let Me Hear Your Balalaikas Ringing Out,” 6-8)
Rory ditches the pool house, moves in with Paris, and—not to worry—goes back to Yale. And she makes up with Lorelai. But it’s different now. It feels different. The dynamic between mother and daughter has actually evolved.
This is especially apparent in the episode when Luke and Lorelai visit Rory and Logan at his father’s vacation home on Martha’s Vineyard. Rory seems all grown up: wears older, more sophisticated clothes, shows the house off as if she owns it, and chatters about planning a six week trip to Asia. (I’m presuming Logan would be paying for this? Or possibly Christopher.) She even cooks! Lorelai is in shock: “You’re wearing an apron. You’ve not worn an apron since you saw The Sound of Music and you put one on so you’d look like Sister Maria, and you made a big crucifix out of Popsicle sticks” (“A Vineyard Valentine,” 6-15).
Lorelai, engaged to distinctly working class Luke, feels like she’s in a different social class from her daughter. She jokes that Rory has become too fabulous to hang out with her anymore. It really does feel like they’ve grown apart. They’re each part of a couple that’s doesn’t include the other. They each have, at this point, more intimacy with the men in their lives. I might even submit that they are now mother and daughter first—and best
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