I was looking at my grandmother’s collapsible metal cup she had for years as I was growing up the other day. I was putting dishes away, and saw it on the top shelve. I grabbed years ago when I was cleaning out my grandparent’s house, and it reminded me of all the trips we took together. When my brother or I would WHINE in the backseat, “Mimi! We are thirsty!” she would take it out and pour us some water.
Mimi was the type that followed her husband’s leadership, and did her best to respect his authority within the home. I recognize the speeches I hear about the roles within marriages, because she grew up in that type of circle.
I will admit they didn’t call them ‘roles’, and back then they were more in your face about the roles.
I see the same speeches today, but they more ‘nice’ about the definitions. I have to giggle if those darn feminists made people realize how ugly it truly sounded, and it forced them to change their approach a bit. Sometimes I wonder if that is why they hate them so much?! I realize they will say that don’t ‘hate’ them, but how about a STRONG dislike!
The approach may not be the same, but the belief systems haven’t changed too much. They just found a bit more politically correct way of wording if you will.
My mother grew up in this environment as well, but I know she questioned things. You soon realize questions are not really answered, nor are they tolerated if they are in anyway seen as threat to that belief system.
It’s like today! You either follow the program or you are one of those women like God talked about after the fall. She will want all the authority for herself, and you can’t have it! MEN were given that part! There is no middle ground, but an either or circumstance.