How can I write a one-dimensional description of a woman so multifaceted?
“You’ve written about Daddy, you write about your kids all the time, there are essays on Zaidy and Aunt Mimi…When’s my grand debut?”
She says this jokingly, but perhaps she doubts herself, her impact on my life, the things I’ve learned from her.
Perhaps she fears some underlying resentment I carry towards her, a grudge from the past that’s become a hurdle I’m unable to overcome.
Perhaps it’s none of those things, but rather she has dreamed up a reason or two only she can fathom.
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