Can’t wait to read this new one from @lisagraff!
One of my earliest memories is of waking up on Christmas morning, only to discover that my beloved Cozy Coupe toddler car had been stolen right off our porch. I was devastated, but when mother told me that the person who took it probably didn’t have money for their own child’s Christmas present, it eased the hurt a lot. I felt almost honored that one of my favorite toys might have brought joy to someone who really needed it. That is, until I brought up the memory with my mom decades later and she said, “Wow. That’s what I told you? I was so pissed about that!”
Which is a perfect example of one of the things I love best about my mother, and about telling stories, too.
I’ve always found it fascinating how it’s possible to take one set of facts and end up with dozens of stories, all…
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