This morning on npr, I heard a father on Story Corps telling his daughter about her mother, who died from cancer. He said, "She sculpted a life in you. You are her handiwork. And whenever I look at you, I remember your mother."
Tomorrow Haley and I fly to Dallas to visit my mother and grandmother, the women whose handiwork we are. We'll probably play some Hand and Foot, watch Murder, She Wrote, and do some shopping. This is Haley's first time on an airplane, and she's very, very excited about the complimentary Sprite. And it's our first time on a trip together, just us girls.
We better enjoy it, because this is what awaits us when we return: