A Mother’s Legacy or WWMD

Re-posting in honor of my Mom on Mother’s Day

A Writer's Life

It’s been over a year since my mother died. I no longer think about her death every moment of the day.  Now, it’s the little things which stop me in my tracks.  An old Christmas card with her signature.  A new Christmas without her signature.  My child calling on the phone, needing help, lost in the confusion of the world. I always want to say ‘figure it out on your own.’ I know I need to say ‘figure it out on your own.’  He needs to learn to stand on his own two feet, to take care of his problems, not to always think Mom will fix things for him.  But I think of my Mom and ask, ‘What would Mom do?’

She would have done anything and everything in her power to help her child. To help me. To protect me from the world and even from myself. She…

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