A Mother’s Love~What joy, what pain, what love?

As the month of Women’s History comes to pass, I remember my mom, Mary. The funny thing is, I don’t have to remember because she is always present. She is present not as the waxing moon in all its phases or some distant adventure in the past. I remember her everyday, even though she isContinue reading “A Mother’s Love~What joy, what pain, what love?”

Pieces of Me~Women in his-story.

As I reflect on my life during this Month of Women’s History and the trickle down effect through the generations, I realize I am all of the women in my life. Last week, I embraced the oral stories of Momma Jo and the fortitude that has trickled down from her. Generations not so far removedContinue reading “Pieces of Me~Women in his-story.”