From Welcome to Our Table My mother was the glue that held our family together. If anything fun happened, it was because she was responsible for it. She was employed full-time, and yet she tried to make the holidays as special as she could for my brother and me. As for my dad, he was an absentee father who was rarely there for us. One of my favorite days of the year was Easter, when winter was behind us and spring had arrived at last. The flowers...
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