It is official ... I have turned into my mother.

I sat here at the kitchen table with my son telling him to chew with his mouth closed.   I was going on and on about manners.  Don't get me wrong, manners are important and overlooked way too much.

I sounded just like she did when I was that age.  It was scary.  I would see signs in the past couple of years.  I would just console myself saying that it was just this once, it will never happen again.  I  can't overlook or rationalize it anymore.  I am becoming my mother ... how do I stop this?

What can I do?  Where is this going to end?  I can't look in the mirror and see the same short haircut! I cannot, under any circumstances,  wear a fanny pack!  No polyester, no orthopedic shoes!  It is time for the pledge!

 

I will always lover my mother, but cannot become her:

 

I vow to never wear polyester pants ( or shorts)!

I vow to never cut my hair in a 1970's shag!

I vow to never wear a fannypack!

I vow to never wear orthopedic shoes before age 70!

I vow to never complain incessantly about my aches or pains!

I vow to never ever close my mind or heart to new experiences and/or ideas!

 

This is my vow ..... what's yours?

 

 

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