I am one of three in me:
wife, mother, Gramma
At any given moment I can be one
or all three
Depends on the day
depends on the company
I revel in each
Click for larger views: pic 1 is of hubbymoose and myself with our Moms on that special day. Second row of pics: daughters, son-in-law and grands last Christmas; me with each set of grands, Christmas before last. Yes, I am the shorty in the group. (sigh)
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Trifextra Challenge #34: mirror Neil Gaiman’s Fragile Things in 33 words only. Weirdly enough I woke this morning (without having seen the challenge) thinking of myself in this triplet.
I think my mother could use the same words. You said it lovingly.
That you revel in each role is so wonderful. No g’kids yet, but I look forward. Very good piece of writing.
Thanks for your comment over on ‘The Press.’ I like this, the sentiment is wonderful, and the pictures are a delightful touch.
three of the best things to be (: and your poem had a good rhythm to it
What a beautiful and full life you have! Thanks for sharing this with us!
Those are three great roles to play. The pictures add a wonderful touch.