Soup Kettle Memories

By: Heather Wolper Today, I pulled my mother’s steel soup kettle from deep within my kitchen cabinets and prepared to make soup. As I chopped and diced, my mind filled with memories of my mother standing on the parquet floor of our kitchen stirring soup over our stove. Each week...

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The Curse of the Strong Woman

By: Christine Fishel I’m not a poet. And I know it. (See?) But this week I had to find a different way of getting out what was chewing up my insides. I’ve realized that, with rare exception, Motherless Daughters are extremely strong women. Life has forced us to become that,...

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The Limits of Our Grace

By: Christine Fishel The first breakthrough I had in my faith was about grace. I had been raised in an “earn it” culture. If I followed the rules of our church and our family, I was loved. If I stepped outside of that, I was not. Even questioning the rules...

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Welcome to The Club

By: Mary Ellen Collins When you lose a mother, you become a member of the Motherless Daughters Club, a club no one wants to belong to and yet here we are. On a journey, coping with our loss, striving to either create or maintain our identity. A life-long grief journey....

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Daring to Commit

By: Mary Ellen Collins “People become great when they commit to something bigger than themselves” ~ Rick Warren I consider Rick Warren, pastor of Saddleback Church, one of my spiritual mentors. He often touches me when I need a wake-up call or gives me a confirmation that I am doing what...

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1 Corinthians 13

4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always...

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Hello Adversity!

By: Christine Fishel I’d been licking my wounds just last weekend. It seemed like a lot—the long-distance caring for my mother with Alzheimer’s and my father with a host of physical problems. I’d driven three hours to their assisted living facility, spent 30 minutes helping them get into the car,...

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Leaving Room For Spilled Milk

By: Heather Wolper This morning as I was upstairs making my bed, I heard cries from downstairs, “Oh, No!! Mom! Help.” I groaned. Screams like that usually mean someone has made a catastrophic mess. “Mom, quick. Hurry!!! Lucy just poured out a gallon of milk and all the egg-nog.” I...

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Everything Within Me Wants To Escape

By: Christine Fishel Mom and Dad are in their new apartment at the assisted living facility. More than an apartment, it’s a holding area for their transition from life on earth to life everlasting. And yet I talk with them about this new stage of their life as if it’s...

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One Word Challenge

By: Julie Thompson Two years ago I gave up making New Year’s resolutions (since I always failed anyways) and starting focusing on one word for the entire year. Taking the “One Word Challenge” has been such a positive experience in my life, that I knew I wanted to do it...

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