January 30, 1999
We had a little row over the phrase “taking the curse off” at supper last night.
This is a “Mormonism” that flies out of the mouths of thoughtless people from time to time. I prefer the gratitude of the old fisherman. The Lord has provided so much for us. In our abundance, we have become thoughtless--even offensive. My problem is organizing and using the food we have in such a way that nothing is wasted. We have not struggled for bread--except to plant a few gardens and arrange to buy what we need. It seems to me we have two duties: to remember the source of our blessings and to share them.
This blog is dedicated to my mother, MaryJane Davidson Hawkes (1941-2001). A gifted writer with a keen intellect, an endless curiosity, and a deep love for people, Mom could've been anything. She chose to be a mother. She raised eight children and touched the lives of many others, often in simple ways: a telephone call, a shoulder to cry on, a loaf of homemade bread. In sharing some of her words and insights here, I hope she can continue to uplift and inspire. We love and miss you, Mom.
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I've struggled for a long time as to how best to organize and present aspects of my mother's life and writings. Lest I make "the perfect the enemy of the good," I've decided to simply share random bits of her own writing, unedited (in the context of each selection) and without much commentary, letting the reader draw his or her own conclusions. I plan to treat it a bit like her own blog, had she lived to write one.
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