14/365 Hazel
Hazel and I were animal rights activists together. She was elderly, childless, blunt, educated, funny, and curious, and seemed to be deeply fond of me. Until my teenage daughter became pregnant, and Hazel said, “You must be a bad mother.”
posted by Susan | 2/03/2006 07:53:00 AM
7 Comments:
oof! Tell Hazel the mark of a good mother is not avoiding crises, but how you deal with them when they arise.
What an old bitch.
Gasp! People never cease to astonish me...
You can tell she didn't have kids of her own!
Absolutely. If she were around today, I could tell her that I'm a good mother and a good grandmother.
JHK, please restore your comments!
this was great ... the lines in the sand that change things forever, and why sometimes you get caught off guard when the rules of friendship change
Hi Susan,
This isn't about this specific entry but just to let you know I'm one of your readers. (I was going to comment on "Kat" but for some reason your blog wouldn't accept my comment.) It's interesting to compare your portraits with Maureens. Yours aren't as vivid but give a clearer picture of the author. Maureen's are intersting and amusing, yours are personal and poignant.
So it's "all about me," huh, Willie? Well, you know, it probably is. :-)
Good to see you here!
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