netpost: em o'malley (claire temple)
After all the years I've lived here, you'd think my mom would get the hint that I'm not moving back. Every time I call, it's "mija, who is going to take care of me when I'm old if you're living in so far away?" or "I bet no one cooks like I do there." (Okay, that is true.) Tonight was "who will help you take care of your children when you and Micah finally decide to bless me with grandchildren?" Okay, mamá. Yes, I am completely helpless without you.
I'm trying really hard not to burst her bubble about this, but the fact that it's basically nonstop sweater weather here is the real clincher.