The young man was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the New York street, curled over, his head nearly touching the sidewalk. His backpack was several feet away near a building, as if he set it down with a thought to rest there, but the chemical rushing in his veins took hold and he simply… Continue reading Mother Cabrini, Saint of the Streets
Dear Anne, If you looked for me at the wedding reception last weekend, chances are you would have found me on the dance floor. You know I always loved those party bands from our college days, and when Alex and Jack first got engaged, I knew I wanted to spring for a great band for… Continue reading I Hope You Dance
*This week, instead of writing to Anne, I write to my soon-to-be daughter-in-law’s mother, who passed away when Alexandra was 14. Alex’s father died a year later. Dear Janet, Wedding plans are humming along here, just days to go now. Alex is handling all the last-minute details and stress like a champ. Not a bridezilla… Continue reading Gaining a Daughter (and a Guardian Angel)
Dear Anne, Just in time for Mother’s Day week, I finished reading a horror story—“A Mother’s Reckoning”, the memoir by Sue Klebold, Dylan Klebold’s mother. (I know, it’s not billed as horror, but if you are a mom, it reads like it.) Nineteen years ago Sue’s son, along with Eric Harris, killed 13 people at… Continue reading The Reality of a Mother’s Nightmare
Dear Anne, A little more than a week ago, I was sitting in the Philadelphia airport during the first of two nor-easter’s we were hit with in the course of seven days. The arrivals and departures board listed cancellation after cancellation, but our flight to South Carolina was miraculously still On Time. Hubby and I… Continue reading I’m Leaving–On a Jet Plane?
Dear Anne, Two days before Christmas, my son popped the question to his then-girlfriend-now-fiancee. So of course I immediately started a mental list of how I could support the young couple of the self-improvement I need to do before the big day. I began Invisalign almost a year ago (which I jokingly called my “mother-of-the-groom teeth”… Continue reading Going to the Chapel and We’re Gonna Get Ready
Dear Anne, As I write this, a light snow is falling and much of the country is in the deep freeze. I love that wonderful, quiet time between Christmas and New Year’s Day. Schedules are loosened, if not jettisoned. Christmas prep is done and there is a feeling of peace that even my 8-foot-high pile… Continue reading A Graduation, a Wedding and a New Patron Saint–Bring On 2018!