Mama. Mommy. Mom. Mother. Mamaw.

Mamacita says: I was reading an article somewhere, by somebody*, that stated that no matter how old we get, there are still times when we want our mother. Our fifty-year-old mother. When our mothers are young, we don’t consider them … Continue reading

Quotation Saturday: Mothers

Mamacita says:  This is the weekend when we celebrate mothers.  This cannot be done with two or three sentences. 1.The phrase “working mother” is redundant. ~Jane Sellman 2. The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She … Continue reading

I’m Eleven Years Old. Old School, That Is.

Mamacita says:  Old school?  Me?  Yes. Eleven years ago, a former student told me that I should start a blog.  “You’ve got such a lot to say about the world,” he said.  “Who cares what I think about the world?” … Continue reading

Morel Mushrooms, Hoosier Style. As If There Were Any Other Way.

Mamacita says:  It’s that time again; the morel mushrooms are back.  That’s right; the snow is finally gone and the semester is almost over and the MOREL MUSHROOMS ARE BACK. Did I mention that the morel mushrooms are back? It’s … Continue reading

My Mother: A Love Story

Mamacita says:  My mother is 83 years old. I call her every day, and invite her to dinner at least twice a week; she takes the leftovers home and has them for lunch the next day. I always call her … Continue reading

Martin Luther King, Jr.: The Peaceful Warrior

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that. — Martin Luther King, Jr. Mamacita says:  Why is this day a holiday in most communities? (This community has only … Continue reading