Because I started my career as a journalist, I can’t help but think in holiday-themed stories. So, it is with Mother’s Day a month in the rear view mirror that I belatedly begin an essay on mothering. Earlier this week, I bought myself some flowers. Peonies are my favorite, and I look forward to this time of year when I can swing by the home of the local man who grows them in his yard. Aren’t they gorgeous?
Notes on Mothering
Notes on Mothering
Notes on Mothering
Because I started my career as a journalist, I can’t help but think in holiday-themed stories. So, it is with Mother’s Day a month in the rear view mirror that I belatedly begin an essay on mothering. Earlier this week, I bought myself some flowers. Peonies are my favorite, and I look forward to this time of year when I can swing by the home of the local man who grows them in his yard. Aren’t they gorgeous?