Monthly Archives: February 2012
I grew up in Mill Valley, up on a hill that overlooked the whole town. There were only three houses there at the time. Mom used to call us home with a cow bell — we had free run of … Continue reading
I got up at o-dark-thirty to drive my good friend to the cancer center for her infusion. She has a rare form of cancer and has to have infusions for three days; then a couple weeks off. The infusions last … Continue reading
Each night, and sometimes day, I pray for each of my children. As soon as I start that dialogue with God, my brain takes me through an unstoppable chain… my child, my child’s partner, my child’s children, my stepchildren, their partners, my … Continue reading
When I was a young mom, about 40-something years ago, I wanted everything to be perfect. I made homemade soups, something my Italian mother-in-law taught me. Pastina with teeny little meatballs. I used to make fresh carrots and peas and put … Continue reading
Daughters are actually mothers. They just don’t know it yet. They become their mother’s mother in the sweetest, gentlest way, and right on time, if you are one of the lucky ones. And I am.