Jane wrote me a lovely poem (about me, as a mom) for Mother's Day.
This is my favorite line:
"You work your tail off to keep food on the table, and you let us have our dog, named Mabel."
Saturday
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I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don't want to do that.
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Your daughter seems to recognize in you some of the things you like best on your mom. that's the biggest, greatest compliment ever
Marta
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