![]() It seems I’m better off living in oblivion. “Huh? Mother Dearest?” And though they were endearing words, I thought of Joan Crawford. I texted my youngest son Benny last week and said, “How are you doing, Sweetie?” To which he sent a reply text, “Hi, Mother Dearest. ![]() Since I got a cell phone things have changed in my life. “Mommy Dearest” was written by Joan’s Crawford’s daughter. So where can a mother go to find out how good a job she’s doing? My advice? Well, don’t ask your children. Something to do with wire hangers, but I can’t quite remember the details right now. How does a mother ever really know if she is doing a good job as a mother? Well, there was that movie about Joan Crawford as a mother in real life, “Mommie Dearest,” and let me tell you, that did not paint a great picture of motherhood. ![]() Bonnie Mansell is the instructor for this free class offered through the Cerritos College Adult Education Program. Shared Stories is a weekly column featuring articles by participants in a writing class at the Norwalk Senior Center. Kaci Cooper’s reflection on the meaning of a text message from her son prompted this tongue-in-cheek essay on motherhood. ![]()
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