My Mother’s Face

When disciplining our children, every parent has thought, “I sound just like my mother/father.” But I do have my mother’s face. An 8×10 photograph of my mother is on my desk. On her face, she wears a Mona Lisa smile. I keep the photo there as I write—a continual...
Beginnings

Beginnings

I used to describe myself as a wife and mother. I am still all that and more, but I’ve reached that marvelous age of freedom — I can define myself the way I want, wear make-up only when I feel like it, and I’ll never be held back by the limitations...

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