My mother, my upstairs neighbor and myself are going for brunch tomorrow morning. Yes my mother has come a long way for an 88 year old.
She has very little filter left and can be irritating but we love her anyway.
I think I'll end things here. For quite some time now, writing became a daily habit and not a need. In 2012, when I first dipped my toe...
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