Mother’s Day

I know I post about my mom a lot and you might say that it’s a little TOO much, but that just tells me she wasn’t YOUR mom. Because she was gloriously hilarious and wildly smiley and wickedly smart and ridiculously wise and only the good kind of sarcastic and the deepest type of authentically … Continue reading Mother’s Day →

Mommy

I know there was a day when you were something other than my mom - those photos you have of the Pre-Mom phase are so surreal that they may as well have been a different incarnation entirely - but since it's not in my consciousness, those Pre-Me days, it's like you've only ever been my … Continue reading Mommy →