What an endearing friend to have on a wet and dreary New York day. As I clutch my Pink Soho Coach Purse close to my heart, a bus full of school children drives by on their way to a soccer game jolting my memory.
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It wasn't too long ago that I myself was on one of those little buses on my way to a basketball game with the rest of the kids. I can still remember my own mother sitting in the stands cheering me on with one fist in the air screaming, "Go Cindy!", and in the other hand her handbag.
As the years went by I grew into my mother. Now sending my daughter off to school or cheering her on in the stadium with one fist in the air cheering, "You can do it Elizabeth", and all the while in my right, one of the many bags or wallets cheering away with me.
So as I walk whimsical in my thoughts, Soho in hand; I can feel good about passing on this lovely tradition and memory to my own daughter. But as for today, as it rains down, pit pat, pit pat on the top of my umbrella; I will do it the New York way and stop in for a nice hot cup of java.
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