Mother’s Day began with a lazy morning in bed, sunbeams probing gently into the house as birds sang out the joys of spring. Before long, though, the graceful lethargy of the morning was interrupted by the phone; Liz’s mom calling to announce the passing of her mother, Liz’s grandmother.
As expected, the day has been […]
Timing, Loss, Remembrance, Synchronicity
May 9th, 2004 13 Comments
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