Tender is the asshole: a lesson on the years.

I’m a Capricorn and so is my mother.  I hold the December side of our sign; she holds the January side of our shared zodiac sign.

Today, I witnessed my mother on the verge of tears.  She was answering Alexa, the google machine as she asked it for some trivia jeopardy questions.  I asked her if she was okay and told her that she looked like she needed a hug.  “I’m fine, I’m okay” she said trying to stiffen her lip.

I gave her a hug, a deep one that lasted more than 5 seconds.  My mother and I don’t touch; we’re not big on touching, but my father passed away 2 months ago.  they were married for 42 years.

Mother asked me if I wanted to go Logan’s roadhouse for dinner and I accepted her invitation.  After we were seated and a lull of no real conversation, she volunteered unprompted, “I was thinking about daddy, his eyes just before he passed.”