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My mother Janice's musings on her own mother, Leola.
The pain and grief were often too much to bear.

Still,
She was there.

So imperfect, so she felt
in this hand that she'd been dealt.

She would often say...
"I'm the stupidest person I know."

When she said this, my face would glow.

I loved her stupidity and imperfection,
it made me understand the need for correction.

If she didn't know all that there is to know,
then maybe there's a chance for me to learn to row
my little red boat through life's uncharted waters,
so that one day I can be called Leola's daughter.

I still call her, all the time
and she answers, "Girlchild, it's your dime."

I tell her every little thing
and she answers, "Yes, sometimes this life does sting."

But "keep moving," I hear her say...
"Keep moving and take time to pray."

"Lift your face and cup your ear.
All of life's answers you will eventually hear."
My mother Janice's musings on her own mother, Leola.
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