PEACE GARDEN MAMA writing wednesdays: it all started here on peace garden mama!
Well, I have to thank you all for your comments on the post I wrote a while ago on Bieber Fever. That post turned into the inspiration for my most recent Forum column. So, some of this might ring fa... Posted on 3/9/11 at 1:12 AM
“Just wait until they start driving.” I’ve been hearing forever.
But we took more time than most to get started. When our oldest realized we weren’t trading in our two minivans for a brand-new red Porsche, his interest in the whole driving thing waned.
I must be seeing things, I thought at first.
As I pulled into our driveway one frigid evening a few weeks ago, I couldn’t miss the red object nestled among the snow walls encasing our front steps.
A suitcase, it turned out, precariously placed on the edge of the concrete entrance.
I’m one of the blessed ones, I know, though I don’t say this smugly or lightly. The plain truth is that I grew up with an eternal-optimist mother, a person who always, no matter how dark the circumstances, pulled out from her arsenal of love an upbeat quote or line and put it before me as a green sprig of hope.
Roxane B. Salonen, Special to The Forum
, March 29, 2013
The death of Elvis Presley in 1977, the Challenger space shuttle explosion in 1986, the destruction of the World Trade Center and Pentagon in 2001 – moments in history frozen forever in the minds of my generation.
Significant loss, a world changed.
And now to my list of cemented spans of time I’ve added another: 3-13-13.
I spent the summer of my senior year of college in Princeton, N.J., as a live-in nanny for three young girls.
My work days largely were made up of grocery runs, playing board games and teaching the kiddos my wide repertoire of camp songs.
Roxane B. Salonen, SheSays contributor
, March 08, 2013
By now, everyone knows the pope has left the building, for good.
His red shoes have been retired, replaced with brown; his papal ring has been destroyed; the Swiss guards have relinquished their watch over him.
One of my favorite scenes in the movie “The Hobbit” has Bilbo Baggins tearing through the lush, green hills of his quiet village, legs pumping hard, chest heaving, to catch up with Gandalf and the dwarves.
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