Motherhood clockworks: the balanced pendulum swings in constant motion. Tug the weights too much – pendulum energy shifts – wrecking ball mood swings. Inspired by all the mothers we celebrate this month, the amazing women of Mommitment, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
Give me another. Slice of cake? Coffee? Wine? No. Hug mom – one last time. Inspired by my dear friend The Shy Poet, as well as this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
Somewhere I have a black and white photo of my mother’s purse, hanging off a tree limb, on the edge of a beach in Maine. It’s not a particularly great photo. But I still remember the moment I took it, thinking it looked odd and a bit lonesome. We’d been at my cousin’s wedding in…
Every now and again I’ll be chatting with people who have older kids and they will ask “How old were you when you started dating?” This question always stumps me, because I was never really one to “date” at any point. Sure, long before I was “allowed” to go out with anyone, I had boyfriends. Or I didn’t,…
Flying across the Atlantic the other night I found the movie Wish I Was Here, written by Adam & Zachary Braff. Zach Braff also plays the lead. About 35 minutes into the film I paused it, and the following flowed out. Do you want to know when you really become a grown up? It’s when you…
I have given myself many titles, but one of my favorites is Queen of Silver Linings. I don’t know if I was always this way, looking for the bright side. I can remember watching Haley Mills in Pollyanna with my mother & kind of making fun of her for being all glassy eyed as Mom…
Mother of Serendipity 