My Duty To Be A Mother

I did not give myself the title of the warden, but my children since their tender teen years have bestowed upon me the title of Warden, and I wear it proudly on my sleeve of motherhood as a soldier wears his stars and stripes. I would assume that my children began to refer to me as the warden when my oldest child choose not to use her agency to the best of her abilities; which in turn caused me to be the supervisor in all areas of her life. If I cannot nurture, protect nor teach my children of the basics of life then am I fulfilling my eternal duty as a mother, I think not. I believe it is my duty to do all that is in my power to raise my young to know and believe in the basics of life; as a mother bear prepares her cubs to venture into the wild forest that we call life.

The challenges that my mother faced were, lying, stealing, cheating, running way, being promiscuous, and most offensively disrespecting my mother in every way possible. After observing these challenges I was determined that when I was a mom I would have a plan of action ready to use at a moment’s notice just as our armed forces have a plan of action when entering a battlefield. I was determined to have a plan of action for almost every conceivable offence against the house rules. I formulated the most basic house rules that I could put together than encompassed the basic rules of life which are: respect others, be kind to others, love others, forgive others, do not lie nor deceive, cheat nor steal, do your part, and most importantly remember who you are, what you stand for and what you