My mother might find a thin gold chain at the back of a drawer, wadded into an impossibly tight knot, and give it to me to untangle. It would have a... →
Anne Lamott
Every woman's path is difficult, and many mothers were as equipped to raise children as wire monkey mothers. I say that without judgment: It is... →
My mother's eyes were large and brown, like my son's, but unlike Sam's, they were always frantic, like a hummingbird who can't quite... →
No one is more sentimentalized in America than mothers on Mother's Day, but no one is more often blamed for the culture's bad people and... →
Mothers are supposed to listen and, afterward, to respond with some wisdom and perspective, but these things were not my mother's strong suit.
My mother was a not-too-devoted atheist. She went to Episcopal church on Christmas Eve every year, and that was mostly it.
You want to give me chocolate and flowers? That would be great. I love them both. I just don't want them out of guilt, and I don't want them... →
Mother's Day celebrates a huge lie about the value of women: that mothers are superior beings, that they have done more with their lives and... →
I spent my whole life helping my mother carry around her psychic trunks like a bitter bellhop. So a great load was lifted when she died, and my life... →
I didn't write about my mother much in the third year after she died. I was still trying to get my argument straight: When her friends or our... →