 I've been quiet here, and for a while, it was just because of life's marching onwards.
But just under two weeks ago, on April 26, my beloved mother passed away. It was sudden and unexpected. Now, after a week full of family and gathering and weeping and reminiscing, I am trying to learn to live without her. Telling stories about her at the funeral helped. Telling stories will continue to help. Even if I have to tell them through tears.
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Mary Hoiseth
5/8/2014 08:46:35 pm
Sara, I am so sorry to hear of your mother's passing. I am praying that you feel her presence in beautiful things you see everyday. Warmth and comfort to you as you journey through this tender time. Your comment will be posted after it is approved.
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AuthorSara lives in Minnesota with her wife, their son, and a lot of cats and turtles. She coaches waldorf moms and other sparkly unicorns, helping them find wonder, ease, and contentment. Sara writes about parenting, storytelling, and about living a life with stories. Categories
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