Category: My Mothers Mirror
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My Mother’s Mirror: A Legacy of Love Across Generations
My mother was married at thirteen and gave everything to raise five children in a world where her voice was rarely heard—but her actions spoke volumes. She nurtured with quiet strength, led with humility, and carried herself with kindness and grace. When words could wound, she chose silence. Her love was steady, her presence uplifting,…
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The Kotel’s Note Sparks a Spiritual Connection of the Creation Story, Wellness, and Wholeness
This article draws inspiration from a personal revelation during a recent visit to Jerusalem, discovering the profound link between the Hebrew word for “creation” and concepts such as wellness, mental health, and wholeness amidst chaos. It explores the purpose of humanity, processes, and principles to strengthening resilience in the face of chaos, confusion, and crises.…
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My Mother’s Mirror Brought Me Home to Myself
[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”28752″ img_size=”800 x 400″ alignment=”center”][vc_single_image image=”28658″ img_size=”400 x 800″ alignment=”center” style=”vc_box_border”][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1669046876991{margin-bottom: 0px !important;}”]October 23, 2022 Soft Launch of My Mother’s Mirror in San Diego, California CALIFORNIA—The generational story of My Mother’s Mirror reconciles roots with personal experience to shape identity and aspirations. The writing of it in two perspectives—mine and my…
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The Inspiration of MY MOTHER’S MIRROR
[vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1663516577798{background-color: #ffffff !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1668453810453{margin-bottom: 0px !important;}”] COVID 19 forced us all to isolate in our homes. For some, like me, the pandemic prevented us from transitioning to the next chapter of my life: College. While adamantly opposed to taking a gap year, quarantine blessed me with some relaxation after many months of stress and…
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A Message from the Author of MY MOTHER’S MIRROR
Becoming a published author ignites some strange sensation, one so special then when I hold the weight of 500 or so pages that I’ve written, I feel as full as the front cover is to the back. It’s not so much a personal fulfillment from just completing an extensive work as it is one for…