‹ chat statusI've realized that every woman I meet has a story to tell about this. My neighbor is writing a novel about the relationship between a mother and daughter. One friend says her daughter is her greatest teacher. Another tells me she thinks of me as another daughter -- she already has three. My sister and I were deeply affected, in different ways, by our mother's inability to experience happiness. Didn't Nancy Friday write about this some thirty or forty years ago?
posted on July 5, 2008 7:24 PM ()
Your phone call the other day really lifted my spirits. LeRoy's suffering ended this morning and he is at peace. I hope we can do lunch some hot July day.
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