Super Glue Dentistry – My Mom’s Most Elegant Moment

Mother’s day last weekend. How I missed having a Mom.
Goofy thoughts about the death process.

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My Book Designer And Editor Featured In The News!

On Thanksgiving Day, the second anniversary of my Mother’s death, I had the rare privilege of seeing the Davis County Clipper do a feature on the two women who helped me with my book – Michelle Pierce (the designer) and her Mom, Louise D. Brown (my editor).  A special thanks to reporter Tom Busselberg.   A big [...]

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When a Loved One Dies During the Holidays

My Mother died on Thanksgiving Night of 2006. Yet this will be a joyous holiday for me, because I chose to settle things with Mom before she died. If you haven’t done so, do it now. Whatever the history, no matter how horrible her crime, find a way to forgive. Trust me, this is a selfish act. You will be doing it for yourself. Oh, yes…it will make your Mother much happier too (big smile).

My Mom and I…what to say. Our relationship was

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Mom Died Thanksgiving Night

November has arrived, and with it one of the most powerful memories I have. My Mother died Thanksgiving night. I’d often wondered how it felt when you lost someone on an important holiday. Now I know, and I wrote the following poem – reflecting on a most wonderful passing…

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I Won’t “Delete” My Mom

A strange event today…shook me up a little. My PDA reminded me to buy a card and gift for my Mom’s Birthday in several days. My Mom died two years ago.

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Win a Free Book – Just Post a Comment!

Be one of the first ten people to post a comment to this site and I will send you a free copy of my latest book, “Forgiving Mom.”

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Mom, Politics, George Bush and Me

Several days before she died, my Mother, a “die hard” Republican who still loved Richard Nixon and still believed weaspons of mass destruction were somewhere in Iraq (long after the administration had said otherwise) looked at me and said, “Well, what do you think of our current leadership in America?”

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No Mom, No Dad, No Applause

Mom wasn’t there and Dad wasn’t there
My class performed a musical
I looked out but couldn’t find them

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Make Peace With Mom Before She’s Gone

Make peace with your Mom before she dies. Trust me, it is a selfish act. This Sunday will be my second “No Mom For Mother’s Day.” I will not grieve her absence. The occasion will be full of joy…all because I dismantled my ego.

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Mother’s Day, Remembering My Mom And Her Hangup With Weight Loss

Mom and I not getting along. She had hangup with weight.

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No Mom For Mother’s Day

Are you like me? My Mother died last year. Also, I don’t have children…so the day will come and go like any other.

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A Remarkable Mother, by Jimmy Carter

Former President Jimmy Carter will be releasing his book, “A Remarkable Mother,” on May 2nd. It should make for an interesting read. The Rocky Mountain News has a review out today.

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Forgiving Mom – For Mothers and Daughters In Conflict

“I used to get angry looking for Mother’s Day cards. None reflected my reality. Complex and conflicted,” admits author Linda Athis, “that was my relationship with Mom. Quite dramatically, near the end of her life, I had a huge, emotional download. I was anxious and driven. I could not stop the words, scribbling on scraps of paper, restaurant napkins, crying into a digital recorder. Once I hid in the bathroom to dictate my poetry, not wanting to worry my already alarmed husband.”

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The Act of Love

My mom loved me.
I denied it for years,
until years of living told me.
It wasn’t as if she readily said it.
For her, that was too difficult.
Yet a tiny sack of garden tomatoes
slipped tenderly inside my porch door,
a heat pad tucked secretly in my bed,
a gesture to warm me,
the night my father died.
These were the proof
I denied [...]

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Love by the Pound

I saw you do it, Mom.
You cannot hide
the stolen glance I see
each time we meet.
We hug,
and you look down
at my belly.
So sorry.
I’ve not lost weight.
Not even tried.
Those days are gone.
I only wish
your wishing was.
I was your beauty,
but then came the years,
not wrinkles—
pounds.
You loved me dearly once,
when my wrists and knees
were sparrow thin.
You held me gently,
and [...]

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