Category: Family

Day 322/365 This Wild and Precious Life

As many of you know, my family has been taking the same spring trip together for over twenty years. If you have been an avid reader of this blog, you may have, in a sense, taken the trip with us last year. Coming just five months after my father’s death, it was hard. I tearfully joked that I felt we should have purchased an … Read More Day 322/365 This Wild and Precious Life

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Day 301/365 Braving The Rapids

I was twelve years old when I first understood that my mother would do anything for  her children, without hesitation. In fact, she would drown. The creek, which was often completely dry, sometimes offered a gentle current into which we could dip our toes… But on this day, it was raging. I had never seen it that way before, nor have I ever since. … Read More Day 301/365 Braving The Rapids

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Day 294/365 (You Don’t Have To) Do It Yourself (This Time)

When my mother was diagnosed with cancer, she was caught completely by surprise. She had not felt the least bit ill. It was odd explaining to my daughters that their Nana is sick. She certainly didn’t look sick. As time went on, the chemo treatments did what the cancer had not – they made her feel incredibly ill. It’s surreal, watching the nurses don … Read More Day 294/365 (You Don’t Have To) Do It Yourself (This Time)

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Day 287/365 F*ck That

I knew she was feeling better when she sweetly suggested I put a sign outside her door telling the priest making rounds to Fuck Off. I howled laughing. You have to understand, this is a woman who didn’t give herself permission to curse in front of me until I was about 40 years old. I still find her use of the word “fuck” entirely … Read More Day 287/365 F*ck That

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Day 279/365 Recline, then Bloom

Maybe it’s because she’s always hated reclining chairs. My mother has impeccable taste, both in her home and on her person. Owning a reclining chair was, for many years, tantamount to wearing sweatpants… It’s just something she would never do. I’m not really sure how the (very tasteful) recliner ended up in my parents’ den, but I imagine it had something to do with … Read More Day 279/365 Recline, then Bloom

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Day 256/365 How We Got Here

Mom and I are having our weekly date at the infusion center. I thought today I would write about how we ended up here. Maybe it’ll impact someone. In the summer of 2016 I had a mammogram. Shortly afterward I received a letter from Newport Hospital, stating that while nothing had come up on the images, because of my “dense breasts” they could not guarantee … Read More Day 256/365 How We Got Here

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Day 254/365 So Loved

Sometimes all it takes is a little note, carefully tucked in place she will see it, for a woman to remember that no matter what happens in this life, she is incredibly lucky to be so loved. *Little Note (perfect for lunchbox love letters) by E. Frances Paper