MOTHERS DAY

Clarke Wallace
May 10
1 min read

I remember my mom's attitude toward Mother's Day when I was a kid.

It was nothing more than a shrug. A sigh.

From her.

I can't recall buying her a special card.

Maybe there were none in those days.

Take for example our son, Nathaniel.

He's picking his mother up in Woodbridge and taking her out to lunch.

Writer's comment: Knowing him it will be somewhere special.

For that he deserves a pat on the back.

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