I'm sure you've already figured out that I'm Meara's mom. My name is Sharon. Until recently, Meara and I lived in Cedarburg, WI. I loved it there. It's a friendly, artsy community that suited us perfectly. Working for my friend Rebecca at her sewing and quilting shop was more fun than any job has a right to be. I wish we could've stayed there forever, but life likes to throw curve balls. Mine threw me a major one.
Meara isn't all that happy with me right now. I've kept things from her. Maybe I should've told her more, but it's a mother prerogative to do what's best for her child. I felt that it was important to protect her, and in doing so, I may have unintentionally sheltered her more than necessary.
Ultimately, everything I've done has been out of love. Well, almost everything. I'm looking forward to reuniting with my parents, my best friend, and many others in Peggy's Cove, Nova Scotia. It's not the biggest town, but it's home. I hope Meara will come to consider it home, too.
While we're there, I'll do everything I can to fight my illness, but at the same time, I'll sleep better knowing that Meara will be taken care of by my parents should I lose this battle. My best friend, Lydia, will also keep an eye on her. She's in good hands. That said, I hope to be here with her a long time yet. I don't plan on leaving anytime soon.
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