Understanding my mother

I see the words fuzzily dance up and down, slowly, in the computer screen ahead. I sit and stare just as she would, for what seems like a long time with no other plans in my life. And only then, does my mother make complete sense to me.

The everything in little things

Too busy making plans right now. There will come a day when little things will be vocalized like they’re a big deal Like telling the other that the fireplace needs new wood Or asking if the grass is cut, or what time a regularly watched TV show will air. Two elderly couple, friends with each

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