Mother’s Day in Different Time Zones

If it seems like I just wrote a post about Mother’s Day, you’re right!  It was only a few weeks ago that I honored my Irish and U.K. moms celebrating Mothering Sunday.  But today is Mother’s Day in other places such as Canada, Australia and the U.S. Since I was born a Yankee Doodle and became a mom while living in America it is the day our family celebrates. It will always be the most special day to me, even more special than my birthday. Because it embodies the the two most important things in my life, my two kids. Becoming a mother was and is the most defining factor in my life. No matter what else I have done or will do, I am most proud to be mom to my daughter and son.  It is an honor in fact, blessed from the highest heavens.  Continue reading

Happy Birthday Dad!

Today would have been my dad’s 79th birthday. Well, shall I say it is his 79th birthday. And even though I am in Paris I am still going to celebrate it!  I miss him everyday and he is constantly in my thoughts.  I am sure he would want me to enjoy the day!  But I still had to recognize his legacy and his contribution to this world. Continue reading

Recipe: Mothering Sunday

Living in this part of the world I get to experience two days dedicated to all the moms out there!  In Ireland and the U.K. it is called “Mothering Sunday” and falls during Lent.  While I don’t celebrate this one myself, as I only celebrate the U.S. Mother’s Day in May,  I still recognize it.  I have so many friends over here who do celebrate.  So I just want to wish each and every one of you who is a mom, grandma, great grandma, stepmom, adoptive mom, godmom or somehow a maternal influence on a human being, a happy and blessed day! Continue reading

Full Circle

It is so strange how life works.  I love it when I see things come full circle.  In an earlier post here on the blog I shared with you why in this day and age I wasn’t on Facebook.  I said, blame in on Napolean Dynamite!  Because in the film the famous line “your mom goes to college” was literally what my son had to deal with on a daily basis when he and I were going to university together.  While I had joined Facebook in its infancy on the urging of other nerdy students looking for study groups, I quickly signed off when my son’s fraternity brothers thought it would be funny to “friend me”.  Continue reading