Ma Mère Affectueuse 21/12/2009Posted by brendan in La Vie en Paris.
The entire length of a continent and the depths of the Atlantic cannot stop a mother’s concern for her aimless, feckless offspring. You put yourself out there, share whatever trivial thoughts and anecdotes you can muster, and the end result is the virtual equivalent to having your face spit-shined with a dirty napkin. I love you too, mom.
Although I do notice that you are again expressing disappointment I turned out as white as I did. I blame dad.