Perfect pressure
by Sherri T.
I come honestly by my pressure to be perfect. Here’s why. My mom cared deeply about her grandchildren. She tested them continually like lab rats, wanting to see the signs of healthy development…
by Sherri T.
I come honestly by my pressure to be perfect. Here’s why. My mom cared deeply about her grandchildren. She tested them continually like lab rats, wanting to see the signs of healthy development…
by Emily B.
It’s hard to find the words to describe my mom. I could use the common words that people often associate with their moms: kind, loving, patient. My mom is my best friend, confidante and in every way the person I admire.
by Sherri T.
I remember my mother sitting alone one evening at the kitchen table. She was making a list of everything she could do. All her abilities. She had completed only high school and didn’t have any professional credentials…
by Jay B.
One of the most remarkable people I know is my partner in life – my wife. Not only is she my wife for 45 years but she is also the mother of our two children and a grandmother to our grandchild. As the matriarch of our family…
by Sherri T.
“If you have a choice, choose nice.” These were the wise words of Belle, my friend’s mother. Turns out, my mother (also Belle) had similar advice. “If you don’t have anything nice to say about someone, don’t say anything.” Different words, somewhat different meaning. Same intent.