Trading Places

Today was my mom’s second cataract surgery. When I went to Wallyworld last night, she asked me to get her a pretty purse. I was reminded of when I was a little girl and sick, and she was going to Heck’s for medicine or something. She asked me if I needed anything, and I asked her to get me a little purse I’d seen there. We’ve traded places. She used to take care of me, and now I take care of her. Life is like that…..

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