One Last Time

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Mama me…

Was a softie when it came to those girls of hers…grand adventures to the park…the pool…the carousel in the shopping mall…

When it was time to leave little voices pleading one last time…the swing…the slide…knowing it would result in one MORE time…because that mother of theirs was somewhat of a pushover…

And so it was…that phrase…one last time…a specter on that drive to Old Town…meet at the Pizza Haus…celebrate the birthday girl…have a party with pizza and ice cream like we’ve done for so many years…

One…last…time…

And what a beautiful way to say good-bye to that daughter of mine before she moves so very far away…family…friends…the best pizza with pineapple in the whole wide world…

To say good-bye to old traditions…to the way it’s always been…a walk in the park…selfies by the sign…laughter…love…smiles and hugs…

A blessed mama can’t ask for anything more…than one last time…
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And that daughter of mine…agrees…