Monday, September 21, 2009

Part Eleven: Memories of a Grateful Daughter: My Mother on Self Perception.

My Mother on Self Perception

My mother is a grandmother of nine, I myself am a mother of four. We sit on my living room couch amongst the clutter of toys and books. We talk of nothing in particular. I glance down at her ankles and see an odd mix of light and dark tones in stripes across her feet and legs,

“What is that?” I ask.

“What?” Her glance follows my own.

“Did you accidentally use a self tanner as body lotion?” I ask.

“Oh, its not supposed to do that. It is guaranteed not to streak.”

“Well, it did.”

“And here I have been thinking all week everyone was staring at my gorgeous legs!”

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