Watching My Mother Disappear

Watching My Mother Disappear

My mother, Betty, was a beautiful, talented, smart woman who never believed any of that. There were various reasons for her disbelief. Some of them, I understood. Some, I didn’t. And never will. At age 35, she searched for help after her first panic attack. She...
How Do You Really Want To Spend Your Mother’s Day?

How Do You Really Want To Spend Your Mother’s Day?

I get a treat this year. I get to spend Mother’s Day with my son. I haven’t laid eyes on him since Christmas break.  That’s the longest period of time in his almost 20 years that has happened. Boy, have I missed him. He gave me this bracelet the...