I was slouching on the park bench with a large coffee and my phone in hand. The kids were scattered around the playground that was splayed out before me, not needing my attention in the slightest. I was about to check my email and catch up with Twitter when a woman and her daughter walked toward me. I knew them from when Colum was in nursery school, just over three years ago. I wouldn’t have recognized the daughter in a million years and the kids didn’t remember each other at all, but us moms hadn’t aged a bit. Funny how that works.