“Mom! Do you always need to talk to people?”
My young daughter asked, years ago.
“I do. I get to tell my stories, and I always,
ALWAYS get better stories back”.
Recently she was at a fair.
She heard two people talking my language,
the mother tongue from her childhood.
She approached them.
“OMG” she said to herself:
“I have become my own mother! “
“But did you enjoy the conversation?”
“Yes, I DID.”
Life is fascinating!
How old do you need to be
to call a fifty someone a
Laughing out loud!
Crying a little.
Life is fleeting!