[This post was scheduled for yesterday, but I was so upset all day, I just couldn't bring myself to publish it.
Whatever else I have got from her or not, letting injustice upset me is an inheritance from my mother, and she will understand why this is a day late.]
She is the perfectionist, expecting nothing less from
herself and others. I insist perfection as a concept is overrated.
She is meticulous to the point of putting everything in a
list. I let things take their course, trusting they will eventually fall into
place.
She drives herself crazy trying to bring order out of chaos.
I thrive on chaos.
When two strong-willed individuals are as different as my
mother and I, it is natural that sparks fly when we are together.
But the older I get, the more I realize how similar we actually
are. Almost Sisters under the Skin.
Happy Birthday, Mamma!
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A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.
3 comments:
Happy birthday to your mom - I love that photo!! :)
Very nicely done. In the end it's mother/daughter bonding. Happy birthday to your Mom!
Natasha - I love this post! What a lovely tribute to the woman fortunate enough to raise you :-). I love the 'photo, too. And I can't blame you one bit for being too upset about that injustice to post "on time."
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