FROM GRANNY PANTIES
TO THONGS
something you want to talk
about?” We both busted out
laughing, and just like two
girlfriends, my mom excitedly
began to share the reason why she
hadn't been coming around as
much. His name was Mel, he
didn't like her granny panties, and
the thong was a gift from him.
I
grew up with a stylish mom
who always wore beautiful,
colorful, clothes and shoes.
Her closet was filled with designer
labels, and she got her hair cut at
Vidal Sassoon. On the other
hand, her underwear drawer
looked as if it was from an army
barracks. All bras were white, and
her undies ranged from white to
off-white, covered half her torso
and looked more like pillowcases.
My mom only wore granny
panties.
While vacationing in Alaska, my
father suffered a fatal heart attack.
My mother was just 59 years
young. It had been 18 months
since my dad passed away, and my
mom was honest about her desire
to date. There were a few men,
but no-one she felt was worthy of
bringing home to meet the family.
Honestly, it never crossed my
mind that mom had a serious man
in her life. I knew this in part
because my mom and I shared her
dating secrets, but I also knew
because I did her laundry on these
weekend jaunts, and her snow
white granny panties were alive
and well.
Mourning after update: After two
years of mating and dating, my
mom married her beloved Mel. I
had the privilege of marrying
them in an intimate ceremony on
the beach. The granny panties are
long gone, and he continues to buy
her thongs. They have been
together for 14 years.
Mom had been coming on a
regular basis to visit with me and
her grandkids, then suddenly the
visits were getting farther and
farther apart. One unforgettable
day, I was doing my mom's
laundry when something red
caught my attention. For a
moment, I thought this might be
someone else's laundry because
clearly this couldn't have been my
mothers. I reached into the
machine and pulled out a Bright
Red Thong! I didn't know
whether to feel happy or
mortified, but I did know that if
my mom was shifting from granny
panties to thongs then it meant
only one thing. She was either
having sex, or thinking about it.
I did the only appropriate thing I
could think of in that situation.
I went tearing through the house,
shouting for my mother, while
wearing her bright red thong on
my head! When I found her, she
stood frozen, staring at my head.
“Mom, I know this lacy, racy thong
doesn't belong to me, so is there
Authors: Penny Burke and Joan Pearlstein Dunn
The book is a collection of true stories spoken from
the hearts of widowed women. Many of the women
have never told these stories to anyone, including
immediate family. Their individual reasons for
wanting to contribute vary, but they all share a
common thread...to empower other widowed women.
They speak candidly about being the single on at
the dinner table, their desire to date again, and even
the rst time between the sheets. Divorced women
relate to all of the sorties, and married women tell
us that they will never take their spouses for
granted again. It is the portable paperback
cheerleader for women who hope to one day nd love
again.
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