Mom, You Already Told Me That.

Most of my friends don’t mind if I tell them something more than once.

“Mom, You Already Told Me That!”

My friend Jean quoted her frustrated offspring.

Commiserating, I secretly counted my lucky stars.

I’m grateful I live alone,

With no one to remind me

how often I repeat myself,

or remind me I’m losing it, forgetting things,

or offering help when I don’t need help,

or think I don’t need help.

My kids are grown dealing with the frustrations of their own kids.

Most of my friends are more or less contemporaries,

they don’t mind if I tell them something more than once.

They’ve probably forgotten anyway

and are happy to hear it again.