Home...with my mom...and...
Edna...my 87 year old neighbor.
An hour and.. 34 minutes ago I told Siri to play the movie Magic Mike.
Three generations of women, eyes lit by the same flicker of " all right all right all right "
One remembers when men like that were just a dream...
One learned how to read them before they moved...
...and one is just beginning to mistake chaos for charm.
Between the gossip and the mess, I witnessed something quieter than advice....
a knowing glance, a half-smile....
the kind of inheritance no one ever names,
...but every woman eventually learns to translate.
🩷
An hour and.. 34 minutes ago I told Siri to play the movie Magic Mike.
Three generations of women, eyes lit by the same flicker of " all right all right all right "
One remembers when men like that were just a dream...
One learned how to read them before they moved...
...and one is just beginning to mistake chaos for charm.
Between the gossip and the mess, I witnessed something quieter than advice....
a knowing glance, a half-smile....
the kind of inheritance no one ever names,
...but every woman eventually learns to translate.
🩷
