Have a good rest. Don’t forget, Daddy will be here when you wake up. I’ll see you in a little while. Love you. I closed the door and walked quickly into my room. Thirty minutes. I plugged in the curling iron and began scanning the closet for something comfortable, yet professional. Picked a simple blue…
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The realization washed over me while I was still in the hospital after my second son was born. Someday, it will happen. I will become the mother-in-law. I don’t know how it is in other cultures, but in mine – white, middle-class, suburban America – so often, her mother is the mom and his is…
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