Mothering in place

A reflection on mothers, mothering, and the food that holds us. Mother’s Day can be beautiful. It can also be complicated. This morning, I was in my local supermarket, and almost every grocery cart seemed to have a bouquet of flowers in it. All around me were buckets of blooms sitting in water, ready to be chosen. It’s Mother’s Day, I thought, with a mix of emotions. It’s sweet how people buy…