Dear Mom, Your oldest granddaughter loves grape-flavored lip balm. I would never buy grape-flavored anything but the lip balm came in a trial beauty box subscription. The smell always makes me think of Dimetapp. I remember you making me take it whenever I had a cold, even though I hated the flavor. I remember you taking care…
I’ve been having trouble writing lately, trouble finding my voice and trouble finding time to write in this season of motherhood. I feel myself being pulled in too many directions and struggling with self doubt as a stay at home mom. I always hesitate when someone asks me what I “do”. Well, I take care…
Mother’s Day is a bittersweet time for me and a difficult day for my grandmother. We mourn the woman who connects us, the mother who made me want to be a mother, the daughter who made her a mother. One year ago, on the day before Mother’s Day, my mother and I looked into each other’s eyes for the very last…
I was born on Easter Sunday 30 years ago, when my mother was 30 years old. As I am rapidly approaching 30, I reflect on new life and the true meaning of Easter. My Easter birthday As a child, I thought Easter was all about me–my own personal holiday. My parents loved to tell me…
I created this lemon basil fruit salad yesterday, using fruit I already had in my refrigerator. Inspired by last week’s Brain Food post, I concocted an easy maple syrup glaze full of herbal, lemon flavor. This fruit salad is a light, refreshing treat, perfect for Easter brunch or a summer picnic. I’ve listed the fruit…
