mothers
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What to Do with a Family Secret
When I was a child, my mother always saw to it that I had clean clothes to wear to school and that my shoes were polished. Even after my father died and finances were tight, she made sure I had school lunch money, and she paid for my piano lessons. My piano teacher once commented… Continue reading
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Dr. Rick, Can You Help Me? I’m Becoming My Mother
Aunt Peach used to tell me I was Daddy’s girl. When I was a child, she reminded me often that I looked like my father. “It’s good luck for a little girl to look like her daddy,” she said. At the very least, I suppose, it suggested that her mother had stayed on the straight-and-narrow,… Continue reading
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Family Photographs
After my mother died, a box arrived in the mail. I didn’t go back home to Cumberland, Maryland, to attend her funeral, despite the fact that I was her only child. She had a brother and several nieces and nephews who took care of the arrangements. They cleaned out her house and disposed of her… Continue reading
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