Depression, Gift, and Legacy
For Johnny, of course My mother has been dead a year now, and it has taken me this whole time to begin to find value in her faults as much as her virtues. For much of my adult life, I’ve been in flight...
View ArticleMending Our Mother-Daughter Story
I finally saw Brave this past weekend, and I can definitely say that I had the reaction I imagined I would: weepy and joyful, my mind filled with the film’s images long after my husband and dog fell...
View ArticleBecoming Both Daughter and Mother
Women are strong, strong, terribly strong. We don’t know how strong we are until we are pushing out our babies. -Louise Erdrich, The Bluejay’s Dance: A Birth Year Last November, I discovered that I was...
View ArticleSeeking and Sought by God
I did not enter a church until I was in third grade. My friend Vicky, who always wore long jean skirts and seemed to be liked by everybody, invited me to a Sunday school competition where she would be...
View ArticleHonor Thy Mother
It came to me one quiet afternoon, a couple weeks after we were home from the hospital, my newborn son asleep on my chest, the flicker of memory sharp and quick: I see my mother’s mouth wagging,...
View ArticleI Am Not a Mother: I Am a Human Being
Guest Post by Tania Runyan “You’re not a good mom!” My ten-year-old daughter shouted as she stomped up to her room. “Good moms don’t throw paper plates at their children!” Of course, this declamation...
View ArticleGlorying in Flawless Skin and God’s Love
Driving in the car recently, my daughter pulled down the visor in front of her and opened the mirror. Her hair was in a side ponytail draped over her right shoulder. She wore a black and white plaid...
View ArticleHea i ka Haku
By Marlene Muller On day two we fired the harpist. “The music is really very lovely,” the nurse had explained, as if we’d never heard a harp before. My sister and I sat facing each other in plastic...
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