I was given the gift of having my Mom be my best friend (not as a child...she was my MOTHER). FROM AGE 30 ON, I even called her by her first name, because I called my friends by their first name, didn't I? Her name was Esther. When Esther was at the end of her life, in hospice, she asked me what she could do after she left this earth to prove she was around. I told her that I loved finding pennies because they made me feel lucky.
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