I call and ask what she's doing.
"I'm looking at a very big teddy bear in the living room."
"A very big teddy bear," I say.† "I see.† And why do you have a very big teddy bear in the living room?"
"It was a present!" she says.† "I love it."
I ask if it's from her boyfriend.† She says yes.† Actually, this is the third stuffed animal he's given her.
"Thatís very sweet," I say.
"No one ever gave me a stuffed animal before," she says.† "Never."
Seventy-nine years in the making.† I'm so glad my mom is happy.