A discussion about desirable funeral homes and burial wishes ensued between my mother and me as we drove to church in an unfamiliar town. I swore at the voice coming from my phone for her split-second-too-late directions, while mom slammed on her imaginary brakes from the passenger side.
Her silvery white hair was a few shades lighter than her dress. I can’t recall ever seeing my aunt in a dress before.
Mother's day twenty-seven years ago I found out I was pregnant. I was nineteen, unmarried and scared sick. A home pregnancy test confirmed what I suspected. I thought it was nerves. I just finished college finals, but I passed with flying colors and I was still throwing up. I was three months late, but that... Continue Reading →