Weekend Reads v. 10.5.2025
Did I just go viral?
When it comes to overthinking, I almost certainly could qualify for a bronze medal with no training leading up to competition time. A little bit of training, and I’m climbing up on the platform to accept my silver medal. It’s the act of overthinking that waters down and confuses my writing. When I don’t have room to allow perfect to be the enemy of good , I’m better equipped to write something that resonates.
This week’s busy schedule meant I couldn’t overthink the response I made on an article that explored the idea of a “Motherless Daughter.”
Based on the profiles included in the article, this is a woman who has either lost her mother due to death or has a complicated relationship with their mother. I do not want to take away from either of those experiences, and yet I feel as though those two people – the person who has lost their parent or the person with the complicated relationship – seem to dominate the delicate territories of the Hallmark holidays we call Mother…
