A mother, after all, is your entry into the world. She is the shell in which you divide and become a life. Waking up in a world without her is like... →
Meghan O'Rourke
My mother never liked Mother's Day. She thought it was a fake holiday dreamed up by Hallmark to commodify deep sentiments that couldn't be... →
I think about my mother every day. But usually the thoughts are fleeting - she crosses my mind like a spring cardinal that flies past the edge of... →
One word I had throughout the first year and a half of my mother's death was 'unmoored.' I felt that I had no anchor, that I had no home... →
A mother is beyond any notion of a beginning. That's what makes her a mother.
And after my mother's death I became more open to and empathetic about other people's struggles and losses.
But when my mother died, I found that I did not believe that she was gone.
I'm not much like my mother; that role falls to my brothers, who have more of her blithe and freewheeling spirit.
Like my mother before me, I have always been a good speller.
Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.