Saturday, 24 September 2011

My Table

I was just thinking about Dorothy. I found that as I got older, I became rather closer to my mother, but maybe that was because I felt she was a little distant when I was a child, though always there, but she very much led her own life. Maybe my need to speak to my mother later in life was because of this, and she seemed to appreciate more contact. Dorothy on the other hand was very central in my life when a child. Perhaps so much so that Dorothy is now relieved at being free of such a 'smother mother', and finds me rather a nuisance, which is probably quite healthy when you think about it. Kids, eh!

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