Mom’s Best Friend
There’s a saying that dogs are man’s best friend. What about a mom’s best friend? Quite often, I think it is daughters.
I know my mom is my best friend.
It wasn’t always that way.
When I was teenager, it sometimes seemed like we were enemies. We sure butted heads a lot.
I think that’s just a rite of passage, though. Maybe we had to go through that stage to get to where we are now.
Yesterday I wrote about our shared love of books and reading. We have other shared loves, though. Shoes are a big one. Wine and football our two others. I’m a big hockey fan, too, so naturally I’m trying to get her interested in hockey. It’s just what we do.
I’ll be spending this weekend with my best friend.
What about you?