Five ways I’m becoming more like my mom

Five ways I’m becoming more like my mom There seems to be a stigma in our culture about women becoming like their mothers. I’m not sure how this started; maybe it just goes along with the fear of getting older. But I have to say, I can only hope to be the kind...

Mom thanks for being there for me

Mom thanks for being there for me It was 2 AM and my final was in 5 hours. As I looked at the piles of mats, finished artwork, and unfinished artwork scattered around the kitchen table I was overwhelmed. There was no way I was going to be able to get everything done....

My mom practiced what she preached

My mom practiced what she preached “Come on Erin, it’s time to go,” I heard my mom call to me from the kitchen. It was time to leave to visit my grandma at the nursing home. It was the only place I had ever known her to live in, and the type of home she had lived in...

Show mom a little sweetness

Show mom a little sweetness Growing up there was nothing better than walking through the door after school and smelling freshly baked cookies. We always knew our mom loved us, but, somehow, those freshly baked cookie made it all the more tangible. Because, as a child...