I’m exited that my friend Kathy sent me a copy of her new novel: “Interview with the Tarot Reader”. Looking at the cards on the cover, I had a memory from a time long ago.
My mother was a young widow who was left to support two frightened, sad children. A woman used to come over and lay out funny cards on the dining room table. Then the two of them would get deep into conversation. I thought it was “weird” and decided that the woman was the “witch lady.”
Now, I have a more compassionate view. Faced with so much uncertainty, maybe the cards helped my mother envision a path into the future.
I wonder if Tarot foretold business success. Because that was indeed her destiny.
