She Lived Her Life Her Way
She lived her life her way, he told us.
We stared at him, not understanding.
Because of our upbringing, we lived our life our way too.
Didn’t everybody?
She was your great grandmother, and she was fiercely independent.
We did not understand.
Wasn’t everybody?
She divorced two men before she was twenty, he told us.
We were not surprised.
This is common right?
Apparently not in 1934.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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