Caroline is my Mom. She is the mother of 6 kids, 2 boys and 4 girls, 12 grandchildren, and two great grandchildren. My Mom has written poetry for much of her life and has won numerous awards and been published many times. She still gives readings, by invitation. My poor mother had her hands full with her kids. Among us, there are three with bipolar disorder, and we all suffer from generalized anxiety. She did the best she could to be a good mother to her damaged kids, but I’m sure it wasn’t easy. Still, she managed to maintain a great sense of humor and is very proud of all of us, despite our struggles and shortcomings.
She is a great poet, mother, and was a faithful wife to my Dad who spent his last 10 months nearly deaf and blind, requiring full-time care. I appreciate her encouragement and support during my childhood as I pursued an artistic path, when everyone else told me to be practical. I DID end up being a scientist, like my father, despite all efforts to the contrary, but without my Mom’s love and support, I doubt I would have had the courage to publish at all, let alone keep writing when, for years, she was the only one who cared. She also bought Mason his first guitar and has always been supportive of our dreams and aspirations.
To read Caroline’s poetry please click the names of the poems.