Autumn: A Season of Remembrance

I find Autumn is the most bitter-sweet of seasons for me, conjuring up memories…some joyful, others melancholy. Last Autumn I began a Memory Anthology which included several homilies delivered by my mother. She always told me, “You catch more bees with honey than vinegar dear.” And while she was referring to the way I treated boys at the time, that simple statement had wider implication. You see, Mother was right! Continue reading