Why we love Mom
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Mom kept the house warm on a waitress's tips and never once made it feel like sacrifice. I didn't know we were poor until college. That's a magic trick.
More love for Mom
- She read to me every night even after twelve-hour shifts. I thought that was normal. It wasn't. It was love with its sleeves rolled up.
- Every scar on her hands has a story and most of the stories are about us.
- I called her crying from my dorm and she drove three hours with a pot of soup. Didn't ask what was wrong until I'd eaten.
- Mamá aprendió inglés en la cocina del restaurante donde trabajaba, para poder hablar con mis maestros. Nunca faltó a una reunión.