If my son Lorne had followed my wishes, he would be 7 years old today. He couldn't have wait a few more days? Instead, he’s 28.
His due date was February 29, and I really, really wanted him to be born on his due date. He would have started school at 20 instead of 5. He would have started driving at 64 instead of 16. He would have registered for the draft at 72 instead of 18. (I would have overlooked voting at 72.)
I have always said that the problem with raising independent children is that they grow up and leave you. Sometimes motherhood is just hard.
Back to the needles. (sigh)
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