by Jean Yarger | Dec 16, 2019
It was loud and boisterous on a normal day when the kids lived at home. It seemed the house was in constant disarray. It felt as though I was always in a hurry. Hurry and get dressed. Get the boys ready. Get bathrooms cleaned, finish the laundry, pick-up the kids from school, get them to their after- school activities. Which reminds me. It seemed I was always going to the same places. Round and round I went, schools, piano lesson, boy scouts, soccer, grocery store, dentist, orthodontist. Get up the next day repeat. I used to joke, if I was going in a straight line I’d be somewhere.
by Jean Yarger | Apr 21, 2019
Since my Mother’s passing earlier this year, I find my mind wondering off to my childhood and the unintended lessons my Mother taught me. My mother was nineteen-years-old when I was born. She wanted to go to college but that was not her parent’s expectation for their daughter. So, married two months after graduating high school my Mother became a full- time homemaker who swept the floor every day and washed the curtains in the spring and fall. I was born ten months later. My father was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis when I was seven and Mother had to become the bread winner of the family.
by Jean Yarger | Sep 28, 2018When I was a young mother and new to the role, I never once thought I would fail. My husband I lived halfway across the country from either of our parents. We were on our own. So, the thought that I might not know what I was doing just could not creep into my mind....