There was only this... On the job training.
And, unbeknownst to me, it was during my mum’s on the job training that I cut my own teeth on being a mum. Today, 40 years after she started the ball rolling, I see myself parent in her style. It’s equally as terrifying as comforting. Terrifying because I hated some of what she did and comforting because what she did created some pretty impressive grown-ups [yes, I’m pissing in my own pocket].
I hated "Do you want a smack?"
Yes please Mum. A hard one please and if possible, in public.
Lone's Life Lessons
#15 Never apologise for who you are or where you've come from.
But she’s the greatest mum in my world.
And that, is all we can ever hope our mums to be.