A Death in the Family

Last night my mom’s only living sibling passed away. She was 92 years old. I’m so grateful that Mark and I got the chance to visit with her last April when we went to Cebu. She’s the sister closest to mom. Now mom is the only one left. The thought makes me sad. Then again,…

Mommy’s Brew

Mommy has always loved her coffee.For many, many decades her day began, and ended with it. As a teenager, I always knew better than to talk to her, or ask for permission from her before she had her first cup of coffee for the day. Always black with sugar, never any cream. At home we…

Torn Between Two Loves

June and Elle Love comes in many permutations. ❤️ This is part three of a six part series on love. I asked a few good friends for some love stories that took place in the context of the pandemic. Today we read about a daughter’s love for a mother whose love for her daughter was…