As daughters, we may come to realize that our own mothers may be the biggest mystery in our lives.
Beautifully written.
So much of this hits home for me. My own mother lost her's at 10 1/2, then raised by an aunt. Basically her whole youth was a mystery. She never shared her story with me. What a shame.
Beautifully written.
So much of this hits home for me. My own mother lost her's at 10 1/2, then raised by an aunt. Basically her whole youth was a mystery. She never shared her story with me. What a shame.