Sunday, Easter Sunday, is the first anniversary of my mother’s death. It has flown by, of course, as time does when one is closer to the end than to the beginning; but my mother’s spirit lives on.
I’m no longer Daughter on Duty, but my mother will always be mother on duty, walking by my side, or leading the way.
I’ve written some words here.
Published by Gretchen Staebler
I am a Pacific Northwest native transplanted to the southeast for 36 years. In 2012, I returned to my childhood home and fell in love with this corner of the country again. I am a grandmother, a storywriter, a teacher, an attention payer, a hiker, and a back roads wanderer. Check out my website (and my memoir) at www.gretchenstaebler.com.
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