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Happy Mother's Day


Dear Friends and Loved Ones,


I'm writing this note from a lovely little B&B in Western Mass. called PORCHES where Dan, Master M. and I have gone for Mother's Day weekend to get away together (we’ve left Hopper at home with Joanna, whom both he and Master M. adore). The plan is to spend tomorrow at Mass. MOCA.


It was sunny the whole drive down and we were all so excited to take this time to be together. When we eventually got to the B&B, we were thrilled to find a hot tub and a heated pool! We quickly stripped down, pulled on bathing suits and, even though it’s early May, jumped in. As the water ran off my shoulders and I looked up from the edge of the pool to the mountains beyond, I said out loud to Dan “This is heaven.” “I know,” he said. Later we went out to dinner at a nice little bistro where, unfortunately, after a great meal, Master M. choked on a piece of Manchego. I grabbed him and slapped him on the back and then he threw up his whole dinner all over me. Afterwards I became, briefly, self-conscious. I thought, “Oh those poor people next to us! We’ve just ruined their dinner!” But as I wiped vomit from my shoulder, I realized that what really mattered was that I got to be my son’s mom when he needed me.


In that spirit, here’s a funny little thing I wrote for Oprah this week about ten things my mother always says to me—and the gift she gave me in taking us in when we needed her.




My question for you is this: What ten things does your mother always say to you??? Talk to me. I’m here.


Love and HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY, Caitlin.

Posted on Saturday, May 7, 2011 at 10:56PM by Registered CommenterCaitlin Shetterly | Comments2 Comments

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"Could you talk a little louder? I think it's this phone."

May 31, 2011 | Unregistered CommenterBob S.

I am happy to hear you have survived your book tour.

I think the thing my mom does most often has less to do with what she says but how she says it. She sings her words to me when she wants to be comforting or cute, or just plain wants to get my attention. I find myself doing this as an adult, and it really does get everyone to smile and listen. So I guess that is what mom taught me: how to be loving with my words.

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