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She called last week while I was traveling, and I must admit in the middle of a conference dinner when Mom called, I pushed her to voicemail.
And then there was the rush of getting home and getting caught up in all the "stuff" that I realized without a high tech reminder I might not remember to call Mom.
And of course, none of that really matters when I talk to her- she is the same as she ever was.
Go Mom.
Mom reads the blog but her method of commenting is calling me on the phone to tell me her comment. Mom can be 1.0, that’s fine.
But I keep telling her I am writing for her, and to skip all the techno mumbo jumbo.
Here’s your blog post, Mom!
