Above my writing desk hangs a magnetic bulletin board on which I have photos of my kids, grandkids, partner, friends. One of my favorite pictures is of me with my daughter Abby when we went to New York City after she graduated from high school ten years ago. In the picture, we are each holdingContinue reading “Oregon, Ocean, Mother-Daughter Time”
Tag Archives: motherhood
Sharing Mother’s Day
This year, my granddaughter Camille’s twelfth birthday fell on Mother’s Day. My son Shawn hosted a brunch to celebrate both the birthday and all things mother-related. All this mother/grandmother needed to do was show up with some breakfast sausage. And Camille’s birthday present, of course. In my head, Camille’s birthday got first billing. I’ve beenContinue reading “Sharing Mother’s Day”
Midsummer 2022
I’ve struggled with what to say in today’s post because, like millions of other Americans, I’m carrying so much disappointment, anger, frustration, and more over the recent Roe v. Wade decision. I’ve also been thinking how important refuge is right this minute – places where voices can fade away and arguments be suspended to allowContinue reading “Midsummer 2022”
Adaptation
The day after Mother’s Day, I decide to putz around in the garden. It’s been a long, cold spring; everything is emerging later than usual. My patience has worn thin, but not with the garden. With people.
The Creative Self and the Mother Self
Here in Roseville, Minnesota, it’s been a long cool journey from winter to this month of flowers popping open, trees in bloom, nesting birds, and Mother’s Day. This year, snow fell here the day after Easter and again some days after that. It was so disappointing, even if it did melt immediately. But May Day is upon us. We are unquestionably on our way to summer. And I’m thinking about motherhood. May does that to me.
A Winter Morning Story: What Parents of Adult Children Think About
January is the worst time for car trouble. Cars never fail us when convenient or when the weather is nice. So, when my daughter-in-law Beka called me one recent evening to ask if I could help her get her car to the garage for repair early the next morning, I said yes without hesitation. BekaContinue reading “A Winter Morning Story: What Parents of Adult Children Think About”
One Minnesota Crone 