What goes around comes around.
You’ll reap what you sow.
Growing up my mother would often prophesy that unless I behaved as she expected as a child, did what I was told as a teen and lived up to certain expectations as a young adult, no matter how asinine, I would one day have a child, or God forbid many children; that would grow to be just like me.
That would be my curse, “because what goes around comes around.” I would reap what I sowed.
She never said it, but she must have wondered – what she had done to deserve such a rascally child?
I wasn’t the most behaved and I challenged authority. I challenged everyone.
I still do.
To me it was obvious; my undesired behavior was a direct correlation with her behavior at the same age. She had reaped what she sowed and unfortunately for her, it was coming around, but to have her tell it, nothing could have been further from the truth.
She was a perfect child an even a more perfect parent; and my actions were my own – at least the unsavory ones. You’d be hard press to pry her or my father away from newspaper articles reporting my achievements, however anything scathing was unmentionable and of my own doing.
Fast forward about 20 years, according to my mother, my children’s actions, especially the less favorable ones, are also mine. I will gratefully live vicarious through each one.
Now that I clearly understand my role and responsibilities as a mother, I will hereinafter be known as the Great Mombini ~ Puppet Master Extraordinaire.