Four Plates
Reflections on Motherhood, the CBMW, and Almost Losing My Son
Last night I asked my daughter to set the table. My husband and son weren’t home yet and my daughter and I needed to leave early for an event. Plates chinked as she pulled them from the shelf. I checked on dinner (Salisbury steak, green beans, and potatoes) before turning to get my shoes. My daughter had left for her bedroom, probably to put her shoes o…
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