It’s my turn in the batter’s box at Deeper Family. Here’s a brief excerpt, and you can read the rest over here.
The text said:
“Went to ER last night. Thought I was having a stroke. I’m home now.”
She might as well have been reporting the deal she got on strawberries down at the farmer’s market. Most of my mother’s texts are of that sort: “You’re a good mom,” she’ll write during a difficult day at homeschool. Or, “neighborhood association banned feeding Heathcliff and Gertrude” the cranes that live on the pond behind her house, “but the neighbor does it anyway. Ha.”