Unforgettable

By Pearl Kline

I have a memory I can never forget. It is something that can happen to any young child who is depending on a mother's love for survival. I was about three years old and a child of a working mother, left in a day care nursery until she finished with her day's work. Time came for pickup and all children were gone and there I was looking out at a rainy night hoping soon to be picked up. Time seemed endless and tears came flowing down my cheeks -- thinking I was abandoned forever. Of course my big sister finally came and I flew into her arms happy and content.