On delegating my feral parenting instincts to a single red ribbon
Superstitions and traditions are there. Your portrayal of the red ribbon was on target. And of course, I’m glad there’s one protecting her on the bed!
As usual, an amazing piece of writing. But this one really got to me. As one of the grandfathers, I would have gone to New York and tied the ribbon on myself!
With tears in my eyes there are no words. Being a mother is the best job you never retire from.
Superstitions and traditions are there. Your portrayal of the red ribbon was on target. And of course, I’m glad there’s one protecting her on the bed!
As usual, an amazing piece of writing. But this one really got to me. As one of the grandfathers, I would have gone to New York and tied the ribbon on myself!
With tears in my eyes there are no words. Being a mother is the best job you never retire from.