When I'm debating whether to put the schoolbag in the washing machine,
I have a hard time letting go of the nagging thought of my children
leaving the house every morning with bags. I try to save
myself the chore, pull out a tissue and push my hand deep into my tongue. Hatit the
satchel. I begin to imagine myself curling up inside just to
leave the house with them. Imagining mothers quietly folded inside
the small front compartment with the research, sitting there and listening through the fabric with the zipper closed. "guards".
This book contains the thoughts and insights of the most significant journey in my life, my personal parenting journey. This is an open invitation for a guided tour of the intricacies of motherhood, behind the scenes of the most complex craft in our lives. These are my words, mother's words, and I wish they would also contain your words, memories, thoughts.
