Dandelions

by Brenda Craner Benedict

We gather dandelions for our Mothers' smiles, then overnight we are the Mothers, an a moment later, Grandmothers. Many Mother's Day flowers have come and gone. Each as unique as the moment they represent. They become a barometer of sorts. The Mother's Days when we didn't deserve a bud and the Mother's Days when all of the long-stemmed roses in the universe wouldn't have approached enough! And the Mother's Days when crayoned love-notes make our spirits smile and remind us who we really are.

12 pages, Paperback

First published April 1, 2010

Reviews

[Beth Pearson · Rating 4 out of 5]

This little pamphlet was given to me last year for Mother's Day and I just sat down and read it all the way through.

A good read for those who are always uncomfortable on Mother's Day because they aren't a good mom, their kids are brats, etc.

"The flowers don't shout at me anymore with poetry and music about women who never once complained. Mother's Days don't judge us at all, they simply celebrate us! I realize now that the flowers were never really about you or me. The flowers are about love."

It wasn't too sappy about Mom's and Mother's Day. It acknowledged the guilt women often feel for the times we yell or suck at being moms. I liked it.

[Merry Packard Gravett]

A cute little pamphlet about mothers, flowers, and how we think about ourselves. It almost made me cry. But I recognize I am pregnant with my first child, so take that with a grain of salt. Actually, I realized (even as I felt like I was going to cry) that the writing really wasn't good at all. But it was fun for me to read.