My mother was a sweet and tiny thing. I was taller than she was when I was 10, and weighed more too. She was funny, without meaning to be. We still speak of her, the way she talked back to the TV, and how she sang along with the rock group, "Twisted Sister." She died several years ago, in her sleep, at the age of 91. Beautiful ending.
Today, I had breakfast with Lucinda and her husband Ekim. Very nice. Then at church I got to see daughter dddragon and her twins, kiddie A and kiddie B. Later daughter Aral called, and also Mron.
Perfectly beautiful day. Life is good.
2 comments:
Granny was da bomb.
Sounds like your day was lovely. Mine was too. My kids are 15 & 16. I'm glad to hear your mom lived to be 91; I hope my mom makes it to 100. She's only 59, so there's a ways to go yet.
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