The road away from home always seems to lead back to our mothers
I am not, nor will I ever be, the kind of woman who wears pearls with her apron while cooking meat loaf for her husband But when I was a kid, my mother, Babs, prepared me to be the next June Cleaver teaching me lessons that belonged to another era Another world, practically My mother s world I couldn
The road away from home always seems to lead back to our mothers
I am not, nor will I ever be, the kind of ...
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