Here's to You, Mrs. Brady (Feminists Love You More Than You Will Know)

Here's to You, Mrs. Brady (Feminists Love You More Than You Will Know)

Ms. Henderson,

When I was a kid, I wanted you to be my mother. My mother was never home. But you were. As Carol Brady, you were always in the next room, a smile on your face, a piece of advice to offer, fulfilling your role as part saint, part slave, answering to your children's every whim.

When I grew up, I developed perception and saw my mother for who she truly was - a rock star. She was a single mother who worked two jobs to put food on the table for my two siblings and me. Of course she was never home! But here's the thing: she was always there when I needed her. (And weren't you also a rock star mom in real life? Didn't you also have an acting career while raising your four children?)

In any case, I no longer perceived Carol Brady as the ideal mother.

Then I had my daughter and quit my job to stay with home with her. It was the loneliest time of my life, and the most challenging, but also the most rewarding. Slowly it hit me that Carol Brady was a rock star mom too-just in a different way.

From one rock star mom to another, I'd like to thank you for being an example for the rest of us. Rest In Peace, sweet lady.

P.S. Please tell Mr. Brady he's welcome back. Despite current events, kindness is winning.
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