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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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Very Useful Websites

I have not been here in ages, but today seemed like a good day to come back. My favorite artifacts from my mom were here journals, in particular, “Articles of Importance – 2007”. I often open it to a random page, not unlike a Magic 8 Ball. Today this gem came up. Let’s face it… […]

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Positive things

   The ultimate gardener. One more from the bulletin board. 

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A mother’s roots, 2 years later

This was one of the first things I posted here on Elaineisms. Like my own blog, this too has been taking a long rest. What better day to post here again than Mother’s Day. I first found this the day Elaine fell, Mother’s Day two years ago. I am convinced now that she knew Mother’s […]

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Learning to Crochet on the Groovy Couch

Everything about this photo is amazing to me. Even the fact that it was the last shot on the roll and got cut off. The outfits. The concentration. The moment. The COUCH! Flower Power, indeed. Just another reason I am convinced I had the perfect mom. And why I spend every day trying to live up to […]

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Telephone

Still going through the archives of my childhood home, I find things that both take me down and delight me each time I am there. This one fell into the delight category. There was no one on earth who gave better phone than Elaine! She loved to connect, touch base or just shoot the breeze. […]

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Slow down

Yes, I grew up in a house with Gandhi quotes on the kitchen wall. What? You didn’t? It all seemed sort of natural to see messaging around the house. They were engraved, wrought in medal, etched in stones, painted on plaques and glazed onto pottery. Elaine was big on reminders and perspective. This was one […]

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A mother’s roots

Indeed! This sits in a frame next to pictures of my grandmother. I never noticed this until the day Elaine fell. We returned to her house and sitting with my brother in his old bedroom it caught my eye.

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