They say the middle child causes the mother the most grief. I’m not sure that’s true, but I know my mom struggled with me through a lot. We struggled together, for each other and over each other. As I got older, we became best friends, equals, and mirrors of each other. The struggle, for my […]
My mother was a fierce one. She created a cohesive safety and unity not only for her biological kids, but also for those she adopted and protected along the way. Where she saw a need in any of the kids in her vicinity, she made sure they were taken care of. She stepped in for […]
When my mom was 19, she had her first baby girl. She used to talk about the days after Hilary was born. There had been a big ice storm that kept family from visiting my mom and Hilary in the hospital, for the first several days of Hilary’s life, it was just the two of […]
Admittedly, this post has been the hardest to draft. My mom’s relationship with our youngest brother, Daniel, had so much tenderness. It breaks my heart that my 9 year old brother doesn’t have his mommy anymore. I feel a deep sense of duty in carrying forward the love she had for him, through my own […]
In 1997, my mom had her third daughter, Rennen. My mom never liked being in front of the camera much, but she always had a lot to do with making sure each of her kids had milestones and stages of growth documented. For years, Rennen thought we didn’t have very many baby photos of her […]
