And, just over a week later, here's an article about Great Grandma: Children Cherish 'Dearest' Mother.
Yes, here I am keeping her memory alive. I'm writing about her, too. Writing about that slumber party. Writing about lawn care.
I have so many writings going about so many things...I'm a bit overwhelmed. Where do I begin? Where do I continue? Business cards? The dash? Black hole? I'm a lot overwhelmed.
Actually, I just discovered that my mom has not thrown away my business card collection. I couldn't believe it. I thought they were gone. But now I can go through them at Christmas and write from the real thing--not just what I remember or imagine they were.
I was a strange, organized child. I could give you the number of a Stain Master representative in Hutchinson. And so much more.
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