I wrote this in 2008, a year after our mother passed away. It seems a fitting tribute to publish it this year for Mother’s Day, looking back on that first summer without her, when our kids were so little and we were figuring out this motherhood thing all by ourselves. We know she’d laugh.~ We […]
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Four-wheeler therapy: A true story (don’t tell dad)
Here’s a piece I wrote the second summer after losing my mom. It’s a true story, but don’t tell Dad. Four-Wheeler Therapy Pearl’s sister broke out the cherry wine somewhere between the juice boxes and bologna sandwiches. “Dare we?” Sherry asked. Pearl hated wine. So did her sister. Pearl cut a sandwich in half for […]