Remembering Our Place

Sometimes, even as a mother you have to remember that you are a daughter. When things go wrong you still want to run home and be the baby. Even if you are the middle daughter.

The hardest times are when your mother is ill and you can't be there. What a bummer.

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I am a caged in frustrated author and self-publisher of thought provoking, mind bending books, an occasional step-in parent, a fountain of knowledge, and ready to share. Visit Wade-In Publishing http://wade-inpublishing.com.

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