dys· phem· is· tic Saturday, April 24, 2004
That I am Not Morning... Yet
Not that I lost my mother or anything... It just occurred to me, is all. My mom is 69 1/2, and although we tend to live till our 90's in my family, I'll be forced to morn her some day. And when I do, I know I'll also be morning the long ago loss of those unadulteratedly happy, innocent days when she raised her little boy.
