Mother and Child
I cannot quite put a finger on it, nor pin down the feelings in my heart now I am home from visiting with you... A deal of history lays there between us as it has lain. gathered over years of awkwardness, uncertainty, resentment, guilt, embarrassment over many moments miscalculated, misinformed, misunderstood between us... Now I am older, you are old and grasp your cup with two frail and twisted hands that once were capable of wringing out a washcloth nearly dry or leaving marks on angry cheeks... Sign in to see full entry.