Mother’s Day morning at church. A carnation for me, my mother-in-law, all the mothers who come.
Home for lunch. And then I drive away.
I’m really sad.
Growing old gracelessly.
Growing old gracelessly.
Mother’s Day morning at church. A carnation for me, my mother-in-law, all the mothers who come.
Home for lunch. And then I drive away.
I’m really sad.