First and Last
I was getting my haircut yesterday and kinda fell into a daze. A cold and rainy day here in Manayunk. Folks starting to decorate. I remember how you always loved the lights on Main Street. Thankful that work is slowing down. Hoping for some good news or something good in 2020 professionally. Just bored and worn out. As I was getting my haircut, I had this thought in my mind about the firsts that you experienced as a mother. Something I have yet to experience as a parent, but will some day. The first outfit (I'm sure it was some type of Pope white getup), the first noise, the first word, the first haircut, the first day walking, the first day of school. My memory doesn't go back to those days, but I wonder about them. I know you must've been totally over the moon with each of us. All being so different and all having different quirks about us. By the time the 4th and 5th came, I am sure you had it down to a science. I don't think I ever heard you complain once about your...