A Call From My Mother

It’s Wednesday morning. I’m working from home, face behind the computer. My kids and two neighborhood kids are tearing though the house, overturning everything in sight. Then the phone rings. Mood music: “It’s been five years,” the voice on the other end says. “Can’t we fix this?” It’s my mother. I saw her at my …

Mothers

Here’s a celebration of the moms in my life — the ones I can’t live without and the ones I don’t talk to anymore. Mood music: <object width=”640″ height=”510″><param name=”movie” value=”http://www.youtube.com/v/eKLAt3XO03s?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;rel=0″></param><param name=”allowFullScreen” value=”true”></param><param name=”allowscriptaccess” value=”always”></param>[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKLAt3XO03s&fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0]</object> There’s my mother. We don’t talk these days ( I covered the reasons in a post last year) but I want …