Sunday, April 24, 2011

Heartstrings

On a rare occasion, I got a chance to go to the market with my mom. She is 74 and I am 34 but when we are at the market it's like I'm 4 years old again. I follow her closely, never letting her out of my sight. She tells me what she is buying and how she is going to cook it. She teaches me how to choose the freshest of foods. The only things that have changed are I get to carry the basket now that I have more strength than she and I don't whine about how long she takes.

Family, you can't choose them but you can love them. :)

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