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.