we were feeling a little wistful last night as we sunk into bed. mothers day tomorrow and not a mom between us. we were not sad, really, just remembering martha and barbara and wishing we could call them tomorrow and tell them we love them and how did they like their flowers.
oh well.
a moment later midnight struck and mothers day came and
both of our alarms went off one minute apart. mine first, then his. each playing music. a brief investigation proved that neither of these radios were set to go off.
but they did anyway.
"we love you, kids, we're here with you and love you always. sweet dreams."
sweet dreams to you. and thanks for calling.
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