Here is what I’ve learned from my unofficial "second mom":
She’s waiting for someone to ask. What about you? Do you have a "second mom" who shaped your life? Let me know in the comments below. friends mom
When you’re young, you assume your friends' parents were always old. Now, when I look at Diane, I don't just see Mark’s mom. I see the girl from Oregon. I see the young wife. I see the exhausted mother of a toddler. It makes the gray hairs look less like aging and more like earned wisdom. Here is what I’ve learned from my unofficial