My mom hugged me a little longer, a little tighter.
Her teary voice said, “I cannot tell you what a gift you are to me. You have blessed me every day of your life.”
Her voice and the scene were broken by a giggle.
She added, “I mean, except for that one year.”
(Thirteen is a rough go for everyone involved.)
Yes, thirteen is awful! lol
In my case and my daughter’s it was 16. Yuck!
Yup, the time when mom was never right and I had to go out of my way to “prove” it. :P
Amen to that!
Ohhhh, yes!! 13 and 14 for the girls in my house. Basically, 8th grade. Horrid time!