The things my mother taught me.

Give more, give what you didn’t get. Love more. Drop the old story. — Garry Shandling

Every time I make my bed, I think of my mom.

My mom makes a bed so precisely. Everything is lined up. There are hard sharp angels. Smooth everything out. Tuck it in, pull it tight. Lately I have been thinking about my mother, and her mother, and I wonder ‘who was the first one to make a bed this way?’ Who learned this and who taught it? Where did it begin?