It was the moment she referred to me as her mother. Although I knew she had suffered a tough week, I recognized a subtle, uncomfortable invitation into a new place. A different stage of life, for me – her daughter - and for her. I was also confused: I thought I had already stepped well … Continue reading Even when you call me Mother
joy and grief
Family, friends, mountains…and moments
My mind drifts between two storylines - that of My Music Man, as I perch between excitement as I plan my book launch and worry regarding whether books will be released in time - and my still unfolding novel, Beyond the Ripples. As I backpacked earlier this week for the first time since breaking my … Continue reading Family, friends, mountains…and moments
Those things left behind
When Dad died and I helped clean out his apartment, I found a stash of Irish Spring soap. I didn't inherit Dad's need to stock up on things: I gave most away, but I took one, and now, over two years later, it still sits at my bathroom sink. Every day or so I smell … Continue reading Those things left behind
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