Mother’s Day: Let’s Give Her A Book

Many years ago, I read Billy Collins’ poem, The Lanyard.

It’s an equally lovely and devastating poem about how, as children, we offer our mothers what we can. He writes about being a young boy at summer camp, proudly making a lanyard for his mother — one of those simple, woven plastic crafts that kids bring home as treasures.  He recalls how seriously he took it, how deeply earnest he was as he gave her something he had woven with his own hands.

Then the poem shifts, as he writes about the things his mother gave him over the course of his life: food, love, sacrifices both big and small, directly from her plate, her heart, her body.

And in exchange, he gave her a loop of plastic string, woven with pride. It’s wildly disproportionate to what mothers give. And yet he leaves us with the sense that gestures, gifts, and gratitude matter.  Even small ones.

Every single year, I’m faced with this dichotomy.  Nothing feels like enough.  Everything – everything – feels like a plastic lanyard. I am forever still trying to offer something that holds even a fraction of what I really mean to say.

Public Service Announcement.  Mother’s Day is (…checks calendar, asks Siri and Alexa…) coming quickly.

Let’s work together, shall we?

For a limited time, I’m offering my books shipped directly to you (or to someone you love),

each one signed and inscribed with a personal Mother’s Day greeting.

Whether you’re celebrating a mom, missing a mom, becoming a mom, or loving someone who carries that title in her own way—these pages were written for hearts like yours.  Because sometimes the best gift is something that reminds you: you are seen, you are held, and you are not alone.

Click Here to order, and I’ll take care of the rest—not through Amazon or a warehouse, but straight from my door to yours. Beautifully wrapped in words, signed with care, and sent with love.

We can agree, it’s a small offering, for a love that was never small.

The big day is still a few weeks out, but don’t let it sneak up on you.

(Happy Mother’s Day – almost.)