by Patricia Feager, 5/7/18
I CONFESS... I grew up in "Old Farts" school, living in an an "Old Farts" neighborhood, raised by parents who were "Old Farts!"
WHEN I GREW UP... I became an "Old Fart" after getting married and having children. But worst of all, I was one of those "Old Fart" mothers who stayed at home.
GENERALLY SPEAKING... I wasn't the only one. By the time I was a Sophomore in High School, the seeds of estrangement from my mother began to sprout and shortly after I graduated High School, I thought of myself as a thoroughly "Modern Milly, wearing mini skirts and pushing the baby carriage. My mother never could understand me.
IF I WAS A BELOVED DAUGHTER... I don't remember much, except going to school and doing chores for the "Old Farts!"
WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE AN OLD FART MOTHER...
It means to protect and nurture
Knowing when to put on Lipstick, dress up like a Movie Star, act like a lady
It means making food from scratch when there is little to no income
It means teaching kids how to blow their nose and not cough in other people's faces
Being creative when shopping at the Junk Store (now called Antique Stores)
It means bearing the burden of worrying for family members who screw up
It means losing sleep when kids are sick in bed
It means learning how to do Math all over again when your kids need help
It means asking your kids every day, "How was your day?
It means to love unconditionally when nobody says, "Thank you!"
As Mother's Day approaches, remember mothers always have and always will be Leaders.
Love,
Patricia
An Old Fart Mother of Two and an AR Friend to You!

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