My mother’s birthday is today.  A few years ago, for her 80th birthday, I had planned to write a post of shared memories of Mom to publish on this date.  I made notes, talked to each of my children and Mr. Garner.  We actually all had a lot of fun thinking about it.  But like a lot of my writing, it languished in my draft folder, a victim of my perfection paralysis. For a while the loss of my mother would sneak up on me at the most unexpected times and I would be completely unprepared for the emotional upheaval. … Continue reading My Mother’s Table