Scribblings

Marian Assumpta Zeccardi

My mother in what I can only guess was the 1930s while she was either in high school or college. Clearly not married with kids given the unstressed look on her face. She lost that relaxed look soon after I was born.

I always dreamed about somehow waking up one day and finding myself as slim and beautiful as she was. It never happened. It’s a toss up about which one of us was more disappointed by that.