October 28, 2020
“My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.” - Mark Twain
I was remembering a day in a summer of my youth. I don’t know how old I was, only that I had to reach up to hold my mother’s hand. We had walked with my sister, who was older than me, to the grocery store across the street. I don’t remember what we went there for, but I do remember getting a bright red helium balloon. I think mom may have taken us there just to get the balloons.