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My husband left all of my younger son’s soccer equipment on a step for one of us to carry upstairs. Of course I didn’t carry it up because it belongs in the bag by the door to the garage so that we can take it with us to practice. As mom’s do, I came down late last night to check just one thing after the lights were out. I forgot that the stuff was there and [...] I cannot recall my mother ever calling me by my name. She calls me “Daughter” in a very New York accent, “Dawtah”. She even writes “Dear Daughter” on all my cards. Lately, I’ve been wondering about it. She comes from a large family so I know it is not the way she was raised. When I was five I was standing in my grandmother’s kitchen when she and my mother said that I should learn to [...] |
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