Thinking of My Daughter

I’ve been thinking of my daughter a lot. She is busy being a junior in college, holding office in a sorority and working on group projects for all of her management classes. She lived away all summer so she could keep her job. I miss her. She’s pretty awesome to hang out with.

Even though she and I are very much alike in a lot of ways, we can also be at each end of a very broad spectrum. She is me when I was a young adult. I am me grown up. I understand her because I was her. She will understand me when she is me. Right now, we meet in the middle. We enjoy the middle. I get to visit her tomorrow and spend some time smack dab  in the middle. That makes me very happy.

I wrote this for my daughter Kelsey:

It was my perspective at a moment yesterday. That moment came after I received a phone call from my daughter that started out with “Mom, can I just tell you how excited I am that I get to see you soon?”. So tomorrow, if you need us…you can find us in the middle.

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About finefrugality

I am a wife, mother, business owner, farmer, foster parent, retired probation officer and so much more. :-) I love to save money any way I can. I just don’t see the sense in handing my cash over to someone else when I don’t have to. I coupon, I grow and can food, I reuse and repurpose items, I scour thrift stores and during the warmer months, my Saturday mornings consist of yard sales and our local farmer’s market with my husband. I have organized local meetings which include coupon swaps, barter clubs and swap meets. Here is where I begin to share this life with the rest of the world. This is Fine Frugality. Because being frugal is not only fine. It is FINE.
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4 Responses to Thinking of My Daughter

  1. a beautiful post I am so glad I took the time to enjoy

  2. theoldmaid says:

    Awesome. One of my fondest memories of my mom was a time I dropped by her house unannounced when I was about 26 or 27. She saw me when I walked in the door and her face just lit up. I love her and I appreciate her. Thanks for inspiring me to think of that moment.

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