My story today involves lunch money and a handkerchief.
I don’t remember that the school lunch lady called my mom one day to say "Debbie forgot her lunch money” but my mom tells the story, so I tell it today. Mom told the lunch lady, “No she didn’t. It’s tied in the handkerchief that’s pinned to her dress.”
What I do remember is the handkerchief – the coins tied tightly in one corner, and then pinned to the left side of my dress. How on earth I could have forgotten that it was hanging there I’ll never know. And how I made it through the first grade without being chastised by my classmates for wearing a folded handkerchief pinned to my clothes every day is a mystery.
That little hanky pinned to my dress held my lunch money every day, but there was something else it held – a little bit of my mother’s love and her never-ending quest to make sure I was taken care of. Never again will I wear a handkerchief pinned to my chest, but I will always have a bit of my mom’s love, right there, always.
And I won’t ever need a lunch lady to remind me of that!
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