May 2011
1 post
Mother's Day: Celebrated in a Heaping, Red-Sauce...
I’ve written a bajillion words about my mother, many of them composed and over-composed, all of them furiously typed, deleted, then typed again in an attempt to tell our story, my story of who I am through knowing her.
This is, and has been, a daunting task, one that I’m never sure I’ll get right as memories shift with maturity, perspective and often, lately, a reprieve from...
