One year ago today, I heard my mom's voice for the last time. She wasn't speaking too much that Sunday. She winked at me and slept a lot. My Godmother came to visit and it woke my Mom right up. The two were like sisters. Mom was eight years younger than Aunt MaryJane. As first … Continue reading The Last Time I Heard My Mom’s Voice
Good morning and Happy Mother’s Day. I’m drinking out of my Mom’s cup this morning. On the inside, it says ‘love the moment.’ How fitting for today. Complicated. That’s what today is for me. The first Mother’s Day without my mom and the looming anniversary of her death have made the last few weeks…complicated. There … Continue reading Loving the Moment and Loving the Meh of Mother’s Day
Every St. Joseph's Day, for as long as I remember, my mom would regale us with the story of the Swallows of Capistrano. She would do this while cooking us breakfast when we lived at home, or in a phone call to me at work when I was on my own. I'm even lucky enough … Continue reading Celebrate the Miracle of the Swallows of Capistrano
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