In life, meaning is sometimes lost in repetition, as habit and pattern replace mindfulness. But not so with Mother’s Day, which reaches beyond commerce and sentimentality and stirs in us something genuine and deeply rooted. I attended the wedding of an exuberant young couple yesterday, with a large group of family and friends. It was so festive and joyful. So hopeful. Everyone’s eyes were on the bride, of course. She was impossibly lovely. And even as I shared this happy, happy event with the bride and her new husband, I could imagine her future; I looked at her knowing that motherhood … Continue reading A BOUQUET OF MOTHER’S DAY POEMS