December 27, 2020 – Things my mother says.

Depending on who you ask, my 91-year-old mother has either two or three personalities. I’ve only met two, the sweet one and the sour one, kind of like you get when you bite into a Sour Patch Kid. That’s candy by the way, not an actual child. Don’t bite children. Please. It’s cruel and uncalledContinue reading “December 27, 2020 – Things my mother says.”

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October 7, 2020 – Don’t you love it when people say, “It could always be worse”?

I just stubbed my toe and I am trying not to scream or cry. My toe is throbbing so I rock back and forth on the floor to distract myself until the pain subsides and I can regain my composure. You heard me faintly in the distance, when I first called out. And out ofContinue reading “October 7, 2020 – Don’t you love it when people say, “It could always be worse”?”