Every mom mothers in her own unique way. My mother had my sister and I when she was very young and I am not sure how she and my father actually managed to be such good parents, practically being kids themselves. Somehow, they managed to raise two educated, liberated, creative, self-sufficient globe-trotting daughters before it become common to do so. While my dad taught us to use tools and take care of our cars my momma taught us how to read and write, keep house, cook, bake, sew, embroider, knit, crochet, garden, watch soap operas, and enjoy a gossipy coffee klatch all before first grade. It wasn’t until I had my own children that I realized the unrelenting work a mother does or how effortlessly my mom handled the job. She set a great example for me to follow, for which I am deeply grateful. Thanks my momma!
The Grey Goddess 
[…] on days like Father’s Day). I’ve written before about the gifts my mother and father gave me (here and here) and I doubt my dad would mind me sharing what I think of as his ‘Wheaties Wisdom’ […]
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