So, it’s my job to make you laugh.
But my mother?
She’s been making people sob at their kitchen tables for DECADES as a writer for the Boston Herald and now the Boston Globe.
In fact, when I wrote for the Herald (#nepotism), I sat next to the Sunday copy desk and, more often than not, I’d hear a copy editor yell to me: “OH MY GOD LAUREN, YOUR MOTHER IS KILLING ME” followed by that person blowing her nose and wiping tears from her eyes.
This column is one of those.