“Did you have a good Mother’s Day yesterday?”
Sunny voice: “I left the kids with the husband and
spent a lovely time on the lake. It was just what I needed!”
For some of us, it’s a time of grief.”
(Honesty is the best policy).
Still cheery: “Oh. Yes!”
Some of us, once safely through a horrid day,
are tripped by reminders of our private grief
in chirpy questions at a till.
When you tear open wounds,
what did you mother teach you to do?