The first time I put on a piece of my mother’s clothing – excepting for frequent try-ons of a pair of metallic gold dress shoes that lured me into her closet when I was young -- was the night she died. A sudden stroke last Easter weekend became an instant, irreversible coma. She lingered only… Continue reading A Year of Grieving Comfortably
Tag: daughters
Silver slippers
“Most people don't grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging.” Maya Angelou, American poet Growing up is on my mind these days. Our oldest daughter is in one of those times of transition. Not a full-blown… Continue reading Silver slippers
Nora Edinger -- JOY Journal 