It was more than 15 years ago that I first succumbed to what I had been told most of my life - I am my mother's child. Her face, her arms and her big, big legs - they haunt me. But this morning I realized that it didn't end there.
Yesterday I left work and was long gone before I remembered that I had some corn in the fridge at the office that was beyond saving - I needed to throw it out, like yesterday. I dialed my office number and left a message for myself. This morning I came in and saw the message on my phone but had forgotten what it was. Imagine my surprise when I heard my mothers voice yell at me "throw that corn away now!" egads, it's frightening.
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