Maybe you can relate. And if not, please humor me.
"Necessity is the mother of invention." - Proverb of Unknown Origin "Lack of storage space is the impetus for emotional breakthroughs." - Me The small lower cabinet where I store surplus bottles of water, juice, and sports drinks waiting for their turn in the refrigerator was full. I'd reached the limit for the number of… Continue reading Mom’s Mugs
I've always been fascinated by people and their stories. Every single person in this world is surrounded by a million other people with backgrounds, dreams, struggles, thoughts, and stories that we know nothing about as we pass them on the street. I went to the grocery store this morning and just on my way in… Continue reading Sometimes The Gift Of Timing Is Wrapped In A Mammogram
I've been alive 14,504 days. It's been 1,095 days since my mom passed away from cancer on December 18, 2012. That means I have now lived 7.5% of my life without my mom. That number is staggering to me. But from the reverse perspective, I lived 92.5% of my life with her. That's 13,409 days… Continue reading Seven And A Half Percent Of My Life
Here we meet again. The three of us. Together only in my mind. Mom, you were given only 59 years on this planet before being called back to Heaven, but you made those years meaningful. You made an imprint on everyone who knew you. You spent 36 of those years raising me, protecting me, teaching… Continue reading Mother’s Day Without A Mother Or A Child: A Conversation On Another Plane
The picture above is from my mom's funeral program. The sentiment, "There are no other mommys like you.", scrawled on the back of scrap paper and presented, no-doubt proudly, by a preschooler 35 years ago to her mom, is mine, but it is a sentiment felt by kids young and old about their own moms.… Continue reading Stand Up
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