Mother'sHands
珍妮·艾默斯 / JanieEmaus
Asteenagersweliveinadifferentworldfromourmothers， ， almosteveryonehasone； theyareunavoidableannoyances.
Today， asIapproachthatedge， asIamtheonewiththeteenagedaughter， ， stopherfromrepeatingherself.
， Anna， sitsnexttomymother.
“WhenisRickgoingtobehere？” mymotherasks， referringtomyhusband.
“Idon’tknow， Mom，” Ianswerpatiently.“He’llbeherefordinner.”
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WhilemymotheranddaughterplayMonopoly， Ibusymyselfmakingasalad.
“Don’tputinanyonions，” Momsays.“YouknowhowDaddyhatesonions.”
“Yes， Mom，” Ianswer， shovingthescallionsbackintothefridge.
.
“Don’tputanyonionsinthesalad，” sheremindsme.“YouknowhowDaddyhatesonions.”
ThistimeIcan’tanswer.
Ijustkeepcutting， chopping， ， shredtheagefrommymother’sfaceandhands.
， mymotherisstilleverythingshehasbeen， ’sallthatitis， andifshereallyconcentrated， ’tanythingwrongwithher.
’titbeniceifallunpleasantsituationscouldbesoeasilyremedied？ ， alongwithatrillionotherthings： cooking， sewing， dating， laughing， .
AndIlearnedthatwhenmymotherwasaround， Ineverhadtobeafraid.
SowhyamIafraidnow？
Istudymymother’， butpaintedalightpink， ， .
’s.
Handsthathavecookeduneatenmeals， heldmyowndaughter’sfrightenedfingersonthefirstdayofschoolanddriedtearsoffherface.
， checktoseeifthewindowislocked， ， blowingthatsamekisstoAnnaoffthatsamepalm.
， shapedlikepiecesofapuzzle.
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