You don't know what you don't know. And I didn't know what I put her through. My mom waited eleven hours to hear from me. Eleven hours that should've been six, while she was home in Illinois, and I was a high schooler on a January drive with friends, from there to Iowa, to visit... Continue Reading →
humble and kind
“I love you, Mom.” “Hmmm?” (A little louder) “I love you, Mom.” “I love you too ... so very much.” I’d been deep in thought, listening to the song we were slowly dancing to. (The photo above is Brett and Abby, September 14, 2019. Our mother/son dance was prior.) I knew this moment of ours... Continue Reading →