My mother was placid, calm, relaxed, well, to be perfectly honest, she was pretty much the exact opposite of her oldest daughter, me. I was spunky, full of fire, wildly independent, and as a result, I gave her every gray hair she had. Yes, she had other children, but they were different than me, and actually not grey hair worthy….
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Soaking Up the Presence of a Mother’s Love
Not Just an Ordinary Day in March
Today some are celebrating birthdays, anniversaries, new babies, engagements and some may even be extending St Patrick’s Day festivities, but to my husband’s family March 19 is known as Bailout Day. It was on this day in 1945 during his 47th bombing mission over Germany, my father-in-law’s P47 was hit by enemy fire and he was forced to “bail out”. While…
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Finding Trust in the Mess
He was seven, maybe eight, and I was forty plus that number. I had one more day to find it and had already looked in almost every nook and cranny. The only place left untouched was before me, my little boy’s room, and it was a mess. I had left this room for last thinking the minute he got off…
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I’m Fine
I’m fine. Those two words defined my mother’s last few years. First, she fell and hit her head on the ice, that resulted in a blood clot in her brain. Hence, hospital stay #1, where she amazed us all and returned home after a few days,and she was “fine”. She was fine for about a decade, and then there was…
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Norwegian Pancakes
This recipe was shared by my cousin, Colleen Maguire, who got it from her Grandmother Ida Thorson Odegard, who got it from her sister, Bert Benson, who quite possibly got it from her mother, Mari. Hence, I call it the Thorson Family recipe for Norwegian Pancakes.