My mom must have been at her wits’ end after my father died. During my wild teenage years, I was brazen and self-assured—and bristled angrily at her mandates. Whether the day ended on a sweet or sour chord between us, as we went to bed each night, my mom….
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This post appeared here first: Forward Day By Day – January 1, 2019
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