I spent hours today trying to find something I had written years ago that was quite appropriate for Mother's Day. It was a little essay about how most females I knew then tended to mother me, even my 4- or 5-year-old niece.
That niece is almost 16, but I can still remember her worry when her mother took her and her brother to buy snacks and left me alone in line at the movies.
I find this not the case any longer as I grow older. Most gals are just gals with me. This is better, I am sure. Not that there isn't still plenty of mothering: Mom, my sisters and nieces.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
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