Erica Lucke Dean

"Making the world a better place, one book at a time."

when did I become my mother?

I love my mother.  I do.  But I am my own person, and I swore to myself a long time ago that I wouldn't become my mother.  Not that there is anything wrong with her...there isn't...but we are so very different.  Or so I thought.   Unfortunately, swear as I might, it happened just the same.  Apparently, it is an unavoidable eventuality...we all become our parents.

I just didn't think it would happen so soon.

But it did...it happened.  It snuck up on me.  I was sharing my thoughts on something the kids were interested in...a television show on the comedy channel.  As it turns out, I wasn't as "up" on the lingo as I thought I was, and I was promptly told by my son that I was no longer aloud to speak.  Of course, he was joking.  At least I think he was joking.  I really thought I was cooler than that...too cool to be told to stay out of the conversation.  It had happened when I wasn't looking...I had become my, socially behind the times, mother.

The thing is, I was always more "hip" than my mom.  Let's face it, once I started buying my own clothes I was a better dresser...unquestionably a better singer...a better cook even (simply because I cooked more often than she did)...but then again, she was the one who taught me how to bake...and taught me to be self sufficient...and taught me that you don't have to pay for Band-Aids when you have perfectly good toilet paper and Scotch tape available.  Then again...it does forfeit a lot of cool points when you're walking around with toilet paper taped to your forehead...but I can live with that.

I just don't know if I can live with the thought of having lost all of my cool points.  Especially now that my daughter is about to graduate high school...just when I need my cool points the most!

I guess there are worse things than being like your mom.  Especially when it comes to my mom...she's pretty smart.  I can only hope my daughter looks forward to becoming just like her mom...because in the end, it's a pretty nice feeling.

Cool points or not.

Until the next time...I'll be crying at graduation!

 

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