moms
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I am thrilled to announce that I have an essay in the collection called: Wisdom Has a Voice: Every Daughters Memory of Mother. It is out now and on Kindle. As you may have read my previous articles, being motherless has been my cathartic vice to write. This compelling collection of twenty-five memoirs, about mothers…
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‘Mommy, more, please.” My tenacious four-year-old asks. I fill up the bucket one more time to fill the water table. The squeals of my girls pierce the backyard. Their toys are scattered over the lawn. Summer heat is forgotten when the sprinkler and water table are the front and centre attraction. I stretch out in…
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The time on my iphone blares 9:00pm. I am huddled in the dark on my daughters’ floor after putting them to bed. With daddy out of town the need to be near me grew strong for them. I am rarely a mom to say no. It has been 48 hours since he left for a…
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Ever since being a figure skater when I was a child, I have suffered the painful embarrassment of having cold sores. As an adult, they strike in a glaring spotlight on the same bottom right-side of my lip just like in my childhood. In my pre-children life, I was a background performer (extra) and day…
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As a mom of two young girls, it is challenging to say the least to have an adult discussion. To get to an argumentative state is all too easy. I worry about not saying cross words in front of them. When my husband and I finally meet after a long workday for me (at home)…
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My tears are flowing without censoring. I just read about the horror in Oslo, Norway. The death toll kept rising. I can’t fathom nor comprehend the tragedies. I was compelled to read about it online and should not have. I hold my laptop and know I should close it. My girls are near. I can’t…
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previously posted on amotherworld.com Most days I let hot topics that I read go because I do not want to add fuel to the fire. It is interesting how some write opinions that they would never say in a face to face conversation. The hot topic this past week did ruffle me. The subject is…
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At school pick-up my polite conversation with another mom turns to what we each do. She is a nurse on swing shift. I tell her about my freelance work. She remarks on how lucky I am. I smile and wonder if she genuinely felt that way on my truth. My mind starts to tabulate just…
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As posted earlier this year, here is my list of wishes with updates. Surprisingly, some have come close or a reasonable facsimile. So here it goes: 1.Cure cancer or help someone do it. Enough hurting good people. My dear sister has had the great news that she is clear once again. 2.Have Bryan Adams follow…
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I stare at the blinking cursor on the computer. It lights up the fact that I have writer’s block. It is only a new feeling to me since December of last year. Before I could pen long essays or blogs fuelled by passion. My word fell through my pen and to the keyboard with ease…
Danielle Christopher 