Dear Ma

Dear Ma, Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of the day you left this plane. Just as you preferred, no tears, no debilitating Irish black funk. Whenever you came to mind, many times, I remembered this picture of you and Dad. And that, dear Ma, helped me to smile, instead of pouring out the remaining grief.Continue reading “Dear Ma”

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Success Story

Today, for the first time, I held in my hands, a book with my published story in it. A tribute to my mother, it’s a lasting memorial to the first person to believe in me. It was a tender yet bittersweet moment, since Ma passed almost a decade ago. She constantly badgered me to write,Continue reading “Success Story”

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The Most Important Day of My Life

“He has suffered brain damage,” the doctor gravely told my mother after I was born. “We’re not sure about the extent, but he will never walk or speak. He’s probably severely retarded, and I suggest you find a suitable institution in which to place him.” That’s what people did with their “retarded” children back then.Continue reading “The Most Important Day of My Life”

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