My Mother

The first thing that comes to mind when I think of my mother is her ability to reason. For as long as I can remember, my brother and I have fought. Im not talking about physically fighting, although we’ve had our share of those, im talking about the “he stole my toy”, or more recently, “Its my turn to take the car out”. When a situation like this arises, she is the first to …showed first 75 words of 406 total…

…showed last 75 words of 406 total…no problem to anyone though. Since I have moved to Carbondale, things have been a little different. We don’t get to see each other every day, but we still stay in touch quite often. The internet and telephone are now the primary sources of communication. She has stayed in good spirits even though we’re two hours apart, and is still the same person she was 18 years ago. For that, I am very grateful.