- The way I can’t go into the woods without thinking about her.
- That back in the day, wearing moccasins was her norm.
- How tolerant she is 99% of the time.
- How utterly fierce she can be that other 1%.
- The way she laughs around her sisters.
- The way she epitomizes “mama’s cooking.”
- Her ability to read, comprehend, and recall books about quantum physics, spirituality, or otherwise heavy material. And that she’ll read the entire book cover to cover again if she can’t.
- How often I make her cry, usually because my humor clashes with her time of the month.
- That excited bounce up and down, fists clenched, leaning forward, chin up routine she does every time she really gets into a game or a movie.
- How she has never once told me what to do, but instead leads by example.
My mother, leading by example with a couple of my others.
I love this baby Bri!
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