Thursday, December 31, 2009

Mother, The Moments II

She comes back sleepy from the long day helping out at the school. Of course the mother is tired as well. She has just spent an entire day at work, with a lazy boss who leaves everything to her and almost all her colleagues new and therefore mostly useless as she puts it. But she listens to her daughter's accounts, starting slow and tired but rising to an excited high pitch, of her day, all the sweet moments and all the sour ones. She takes a picture of her at home because she has had to dress up for this and looks all grown up in a smart suit and black high heels. The daughter blushes and complains and tells her not to bother but she smiles and does it anyway, and thinks about all those times.

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