If I leave the house to do laundry, have lunch with friends, make a 12-step meeting, or escape for a blissful four days in Woodstock, I kiss Mom goodbye.
If she’s sleeping.
If she’s in the shower.
Even if she’s on the toilet bowl.
Yup. Even then.
I’ve gotten half-way down the block & realized I forgot, and doubled back because, you never know, what if this…
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