Category Archives: My Mother’s Journal

December 9, 1985 (two-and-a-half) I just have to write this. Last night, in your prayers, you said, “Dear God, I have a boo boo, a sore back, and a red toe. Bless Daddy, ‘cause he don’t feel good. Bless Mommy, ‘cause she don’t feel good either.” Sounds pretty depressing, huh? After you were in the [...]

This is meant to be a “Mother’s Journal.” Started out just throwing notes together. Never enough time to sit and write. “Very rough beginning.” I hope, Erin, that this is special and interesting to you when you grow up. I couldn’t possibly put all my feelings in words, but maybe enough for you to get [...]

Busy weekend, moving a friend into a new townhouse, cleaning out my bedroom closet, embarking on a massive photo-rearranging project, two hours of tennis on Sunday afternoon, and we forgot sunscreen, so by the time we went to church that evening we were amusingly red and awfully sore. Our church now has evening services (identical [...]