My mind often wanders back to those simpler, more innocent days and the warm, soothing drinks of winter like hot chocolate, hot toddies, and, of course, Gullan’s glögg.
Holiday Memory: Gullan’s Glögg
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on December 23, 2013
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Thinking of My Mother. . .
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on August 13, 2013
On the eighth anniversary of her death. I will remain forever grateful to her for many things, including being part of the inspiration for the Five More Minutes With website. Thank you, darling Mom! Here is one of my all-time favorite photos of her (don’t you love the silver mink stole and orchid-print dress?!?!), which […]
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Inspiring Moment: Happy Mother’s Day!
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on May 9, 2013
Inspiring Moment: Happy Mother’s Day!
Five More Minutes With His Mother
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on April 15, 2013
Watching his mother die: ” Time seems to operate differently here; even the space between breaths can seem like an eternity.”
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Holiday Memory: The Green Tartan Night Gown
Written by Laurie on December 20, 2012
Later in the day, a very frail mom wearing her crooked wig came to my house to finish the Christmas traditions around my tree. The gifts were there, but this year’s pile wasn’t as big and I expected nothing from my mom except the gift of her being with us that day.
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My Memorial for My Mother
Written by Braiden on December 3, 2012
So instead of mourning her death with pretentious “doings,” it seems much more appropriate to celebrate her life with a gathering of her favorite friends and family. Because anyone whose credo was to “Live each day gloriously,” wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Five More Minutes With Mother
Written by Anonymous on September 6, 2012
If I had five more minutes with my mom, I would thank her for being my mom–mine–who loved me more than anyone in this world.
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Five Years Without My Mother
Written by Braiden Rex-Johnson on August 13, 2012
I knew it was her way of passing over, or at least my brain’s way of putting me at ease, that she had moved on, and was okay.
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Five More Minutes With Mom and Dad
Written by Elizabeth Gaughan on June 7, 2012
Dad: I hope when you arrived at the “Family Reunion,” as you used to call Heaven, that you were met with all your lost and sadly missed loved ones.
Memory of Mom: The Cheerleader in My Corner
Written by on May 12, 2012
I would simply spend ever second soaking up all her positive energy and unflagging belief in me, so I could have it when she was gone again.
