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mothers of the heart, or, what it means to ‘mother’
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Britton Gildersleeve
In honour of tomorrow’s ‘Mother’s Day,’ let’s think about what mothering is. Because it isn’t as simple as biology. It isn’t who you share genes with, or who birthed whom. No, it’s who’s there for you, who believes in you, who has your back. Who has mentored you and fussed over you while you grow. This…
what dreams can tell us
By
Britton Gildersleeve
In my dream last night, my mother was– once again — as she was when she was ‘herself.’ For those of us who suffer the horrors of Alzheimer’s, this is no small feat. It was years after my mother’s death before I saw her as this picture shows her, and not as a skeletal shadow,…
birth day memories
By
Britton Gildersleeve
Today I celebrate two births: my elder son’s and my mother’s. Bittersweet, remembering how happy Mother was when Nathan was born on her birthday (the REAL Memorial Day, you know!). Family. What really matters. More than almost anything, to those in mine. Of course, we define that wider than blood: the dear friend whom I…
re- framing/claiming my mother ~
By
Britton Gildersleeve
My mother would be so happy: TWO pink things came in the mail for me. Although orange & red were her favourite colours (w/ lashings of turquoise), she loved for me to wear pink. When I was a little girl, she was always saying, “This would be so pretty on you.” And “Why don’t you…
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