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August 4, 2026This post was originally published on this site
Dentures Be Damned
Mom’s best friend, Jean, lay dying in the hospital. She wanted no visitors. When Mom pressed Jean’s daughter for an explanation, she confided that her mother was embarrassed because she could no longer wear her dentures. My mom, Joan, showed up anyway. Before she entered the hospital room, she reached into her own mouth, removed her dentures and walked through the door, giving Jean the biggest gummy smile she could muster. Even without teeth, the smile was contagious. The ladies erupted into laughter and spent the afternoon reminiscing about their college days and the 60 years of friendship that followed. — Kathleen Perkal
What Matters More
At the grocery store, my 13-year-old son sat cross-legged on the floor beside a display of stuffed animals, making them talk to each other in giggling voices. Minutes earlier, I’d caught myself worrying about the way strangers watched him jerk, stim and grimace, how visible his disabilities have become. The thought filled me with grief so sharp I could barely hold it. Then he looked up at me, laughing, completely unashamed of his joy. I laughed too. Right there, between the cereal aisle and freezer section, I realized love is sometimes learning to let happiness matter more than being understood. — Liz Koch
