Knock me over with a feather.
I learned something about my ‘live by the rules’ mother yesterday.
I met her at Nordstrom in Westchester for a retail therapy outing and lunch.
We had a lovely day and over lunch she told me a secret that she has harbored for decades.
I was surprised.
I still am.
Last night, I brought the memory to life.
I called and read her the post.
She freaked out and said that I couldn’t tell anyone until after her demise.
That’s not something I am looking forward to.
So, the secret says under lock and key.
Weird because it isn’t a ‘bad’ secret.
I must say that I am very impressed and proud of my mom.
Queen E. is more Queen B. than I could ever have imagined.