Rabbits remind me of a story that I was telling my sister. They could just call it the Bunnies instead of the Birds and Bees. When my daughter was in grade school she and her guy friend were always together. We went to the fair one afternoon and ended up …
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I was always surprising my mother. I was born during a blizzard, right in our kitchen and when she was alone. First surprise. Cord around my neck, second. With self-inflicted concussions, broken arms, food poisoning, getting lost, finding wild mice and being bitten, trying to save bats, and on and on… by the time I was eight, I imagine it was surprise number eight hundred and forty-two when I made Mother’s Day breakfast for her. And gave her six hundred surprises in one sitting. Mother’s Day morning, I woke early, went out a few hours after sunrise to gather flowers for the table…..