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This Mother’s Day, remember that Home Is Where Your Story Begins.

Think like a child and make a Mother’s Day Card for Mom, Grandma, Aunt Sally, or a favorite teacher.

Write like a husband, boyfriend or best friend and tell your special woman how wonderful she is. Or write a general greeting card that anyone could send to almost anyone at Mother’s Day. Write a message that makes the judges go “Aw” or “Wow,” that makes them smile, or laugh out loud, or brush away a tear.

It can be a poem, a story, a bumper-sticker message…your voice, your choice.  This is your chance to join in the creative fun!

Three cash prizes, and NO ENTRY FEE. (Check the “New Contest! post below this one for full details, and read some of the entries in the comment boxes.)

The deadline is 8:00 pm Mountain Daylight Time on Mother’s Day,Sunday, May 13, 2012. Winners will be posted on May 20.

 Where Does Your Story Begin?


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Years ago, while I was teaching a greeting card-writing workshop, I wrote a Mother’s Day card. When I showed it to my mom, she laughed and thought it was great (but you know how moms are, so of course she’d say that.)

____________________Here it is:__________________________

(cover art)  Cartoon person wandering in a jungle, looking lost.

(cover message)  100 people were asked this question.  What if you were stranded on a deserted island, wounded, with no food or shelter, no weapons and no communication devices?

Only one person can help you survive.  Which person will you choose?   a)  a hunter,   b) a doctor,    c) a farmer ,   d) a politician,   e) none of the above

Here was their unanimous answer…

(inside message)

      d) none of the above

                   I want my mommie!


Not your card of choice? Well, here’s the good news:  Now it’s your turn.

The third Writing Contest honoring Mary Elizabeth Shepherd begins now.

– No entry fee (never)   – Open to everyone (always)

– First place: $25   Second place: $15   Judges’ Special Award: $10

– Words only: poetry, prose, joke, song lyric (tell tune of song)  Your choice.

Directions:  Write a greeting card message for Mother’s Day for anyone important to you ~ mother, grandmother, wife, aunt, sister, friend, teacher.

Post your entry (only one per person) in a comment box for this blog. Sign with your name or initials, general location (state), and your email or blog address.

Contest deadline is 8:00 pm (Mountain Daylight Time)                                      Mother’s Day, May 13, 2012

                           Winners announced on May 20 and posted on this blog.


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I admire Susan Shuman’s variety of insights and wealth of information in her blog– –so when she informed me of her endorsement of the 7×7 Link Award for my blog, Things I Want To Tell My Mother, I was both grateful and honored.

As part of the award I’ve been requested to identify up to 7 of my favorite blog entries.  My posts are listed in the sidebar to the right. I’m partial to them all, but among my favorites are “Rules, Ponies and Smiles,” “Our Word for 2012: Huckleberries,” “Birthday Sugar,” and “Best Friends.”

There are many bloggers who inspire me and make my day with their creative, helpful and entertaining blogs, and they deserve numerous awards, including the 7×7.  I especially recommend the following:   


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      Are you writing a “Christmas Memory With Mom” story

             to enter in the contest?  Write fast!

  Contest ends at midnight (Mountain Time) tonight, December 5th



(If I left out your locale, I apologize…it’s so hard to tell with internet entries, but I thank you all.  And your entries ARE included.)


                       THURSDAY EVENING, DECEMBER 8TH


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Do you have a funny, touching or lesson-teaching    

Christmas memory that includes your mom?

Write it in 100 words and share it with me.  You know I love “Mom Stories.”

If yours is the winning entry, it will be posted here and on popular writing blogs.

There’s also a great PRIZE! 

Click on “Christmas With Mom” Contest
in Menu Bar for full details!


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All That Glitters

Dear Mom,

When I called to talk to you recently, one of your caregivers answered.

You’d misplaced your pretty ring, she said.  It must have slipped off your finger, but it didn’t take long to find.  The ring had caught in the yarn of the afghan that kept you warm as you watched TV.  Once it was back on your finger, you smiled and closed your eyes and took a nap.

This has happened before, Mom, your rings sliding off your now-thinner fingers.  Last year on one of my regular visits, when I opened the door of your apartment I saw something glitter in the carpet of the living room.  It was your diamond wedding set.  That same day, I found your anniversary ring on the floor next to your recliner.

I took the rings to be sized at the same jewelery shop where Dad originally bought them for you.  The jeweler is receiving special care now, too, and his son has taken over.  Both of us are adult children doing the best we can for our parents, and on his advice I put your real rings in a safety deposit box and then brought you to the shop to pick out a “new” ring.

Later, as you studied the band of glittering “diamonds” on your hand, I told you the truth about your new ring with its synthetic diamonds.  You weren’t upset.  Especially when I reminded you of Dr. J. Willard Hershey, head of the McPherson College chemistry department.  In the 1920s he created the first synthetic diamond under laboratory conditions by adding a starch carbon to molten iron in Harnly Science Hall.  In the mid-1950s this feat was mistakenly credited to General Electric, but both the McPherson Chamber of Commerce and the Kansas Academy of Science set the record straight through what was known as House Resolution #21.

You might have forgotten, Mom, but for awhile you were a student assistant to Dr. Hershey.  You were an elementary education major at the college, and you did filing and secretarial work for the chemistry department.  You also typed his dictated responses to the many requests for information that came to Dr. Hershey.  You said he openly shared his research.

You told me stories about the tiny synthetic diamonds on display in the McPherson Museum, and the harworking, determined college professor who had challenged the accepted theory that synthetic diamonds required higher temperatures and pressures than could be produced in a college laboratory.

All those years ago, when I asked why he shared his research and experiments, I remember you saying that Dr. Hershey was a good professor and a helpful man.  He shared information so that others could learn from it, build on it and go on to share it with others.

Even now, I remember saying that the chemistry professor’s generosity sounded to me like a perfect opportunity for someone else to steal an idea and then claim it as his own.  I also remember the look you gave me, and the way you shook your head.  You said I shouldn’t think so negatively.  If I looked for the good in people, you said, that’s what I would usually find.

Now, in your ninety-third year, Mom, this continues to be your philosophy about most people.  You and Dad built successful dealerships together, and along the way the business world undoubtedly taught you hard lessons about what less-than-good things some people are capable of doing.  Those lessons made you lose naive trust  in specific people, but, amazingly, you never seemed to lose hope and belief in the basic goodness of people in general.  While I was growing up, many times I saw you careful and cautious, but I never saw you cynical.

Eventually, when your real diamonds are passed from your grandaughter to your great-grandchildren, together she and I will tell them the story of the young college student who typed letters for Dr. J. Willard Hershey.  We’ll also tell them how their great-grandmother knew that everything that glitters doesn’t have to be gold–or even real diamonds–to be valuable.

I love you, Mom.



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