On Labor Day, my mom took a spill and was hospitalized as a result. When we heard that nothing was broken we were all relieved and figured she’d be back at her assisted living apartment in no time. But, as the days progressed, it was clear this was not to be. When I realized it…
friendship
Perfectly Imperfect
When I a little girl I remember my mom having the neighbors over for coffee on a somewhat regular basis. I always loved to sneak in and listen to them talk about what was going on in the neighborhood. Of course, my mom only tolerated my invasion for a short period of time before I…