Gloria says love isn't gushy!
No it isn't Gloria talking about gushy love, but Life is life. My little mother was 4' 8" in all directions, demonstrated a kind of gush that polished my window, into life, real good.
When she was making bread I could hear her little fists pounding the dough and I ran quickly for some of her gush. She'd pull of a small clump of dough, throw it into a frying pan and fry me a bit of the dough.
Hungry as a tiny wolf I stood real close expectantly and sure enough she'd take another little clump of dough, make a small doughboy for me to play with until if was good and dirty, then she'd stick it in the oven with the bread until it was brown and done just right. She'd give it to me and say: "Now go play!"
I suppose that ain't gushy love but it sure pushed all the right buttons in my little mind. Forgive the little departure from the true Truth. I love you.
George
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