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If You Can’t Breathe…

May 2, 2014
Mom in Zebra print

Mom breathing deep in a fab zebra fashion statement.

I woke up this morning a little stuffy. Anytime I can’t breathe I think of another piece of Mom’s wisdom. (Clearly, the woman never leaves me.)

Years ago, my friend Rick and I took my parents to a Mexican restaurant near the shore in Santa Monica. The restaurant was at the top of a high rise building which overlooked the ocean and we thought they’d enjoy the view.

We took the elevator to the top and the doors opened to a room packed with people celebrating happy hour and waiting for a table. The four of us pushed our way through and waited near the front door for a while when my mother said to Rick in very dramatic fashion, “Reek, a honey, I gadda get oudda here, I can’d a breede.”

Rick took her to a less crowded area where she inhaled deeply then exhaled and said very seriously, “Oh Reek, datta was a awful, I couldn’d breede (breathe) inna dare and, Hey, eeffa you can’d a breed, you may as wella be dead!”

Excellent point. Guess I’ll make that appointment with the ENT doctor.

 

  • Reply
    JoAnn Jones
    May 4, 2014 at 1:18 pm

    Love all the stories about your mom, they are priceless ! Love ya, JoAnn

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      Fran Tunno
      May 4, 2014 at 3:01 pm

      Thanks Joann, clearly she left an impression.

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    Bernie Tunno
    May 2, 2014 at 7:16 pm

    Another priceless Snag moment!

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    Patty Tunno
    May 2, 2014 at 6:15 pm

    Another great story and memory. She was one of a kind. I sure do miss her!

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      Fran Tunno
      May 2, 2014 at 7:36 pm

      I do too, but even though she’s been gone so long, she never seems to leave me. This only makes me slightly nervous.

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    rob sprogell
    May 2, 2014 at 3:35 pm

    I can’d a breede cause I’ma laughin’ atoo harde.

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    donraymedia
    May 2, 2014 at 10:25 am

    It reminds me of how our own fears can choke us and keep us from moving forward. A great reminder for me. First we have to breathe. Thanks very much, Fran. As usual.

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