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The Mother of All Days

Mother’s Day. She comes around every year and has a way of stopping me in my tracks. A mixture of gratitude and grief, timing and tragedy, love and loss. (note the deliberate order of those comparisons). Elaine. The queen of the glass half full. Even when she couldn’t find the glass anymore she fought her […]

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Laugh. To the Point of Tears.

Ok, I am a chicken. A Mother’s Day post was a little more than I could handle yesterday. The day is too much of a juggle between happy and sad, tragic and coping, to have been able to do this. So, I opted for the day after. Because, truth be told, you can only push […]

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On Scars

This slipped out of one of the many little journals today. We both loved this book. I believe this, like most Elaine-isms, found its way to me on this particular day for a reason. I guess she will keep reaching out and being a mom.

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