A Good Laugh

Sometimes when I laugh, a real laugh, not a big ol’ belly laugh but a tickled to the core laugh, I sound just like my mother. And it’s interesting that while being delighted and pleased that I hear her inside me, I also ache just a little. 


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  1. I know that feeling. I can hear my mother sometimes in my word choice and it makes me both happy and sad! Sending a hug, Linda!

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