“Can’t live without them!”, that’s what my mother always used to say about curling irons. “Liz, we’re just cursed, you know,” she’d always say, “because our hair is not gorgeous or straight and it also is not curly enough to keep anything more than a lackluster limp spring at best.”
It’s funny the things you remember after someone is gone. I always thought my mom would be there for all of the important events in my life, but in three short months after a diagnosis of cancer, she was gone. Thinking of all the times we didn’t get to share makes me sad, so when I remember my mom I always try to think of the great times we did get to have together while she was still around.
Thinking of her hair advice always brings a smile to my face, so it is something I think of often. Having five sisters there were plenty of hair-raising tales growing up. I’ll never forget the time when we went to Camp Minnetonka for girl’s weekend. Each time I think of that wild and crazy weekend, the......
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