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Slice of Life: My OLW for 2017 — Better Late Than Never!


This will be my fourth year participating in One Little Word.  Ali Edwards began this idea in 2006.   She reflects on how one little word can make such a difference in one’s life:

A single word can be a powerful thing. It can be the ripple in the pond that changes everything. It can be sharp and biting or rich and soft and slow.

I loved my word –TRUST– last year.  It was exactly the word I needed –  it became a companion, always by my side whenever I needed it.  It saw me through the most difficult time of my life.  Trust helped me understand letting go of my mom and remember the joy of our relationship.  Trust gave me the strength to celebrate my mom’s life and legacy.

In April, I wrote a poem about my mom:


Mom was kind

never judgmental, always accepting

was a good listener

never an agenda, always supportive

was funny

never shied away from a good laugh

was strong

never selfish, always giving

loved being a mom

loved being a grandma


was family

Clare Landrigan @All Rights Reserved


I have held this poem close all year.  It is on my desk and I find myself reading it often.  I decided I wanted to choose a word from this poem about my mom to be my OLW this year.  Which word will keep her close?  Which word will speak to me when I wish I could speak to her?  Which word do I need right now?  I love them all … how can I choose?

It has taken me some time to choose this year – this post is overdue.  I decided to trust and see which word felt right.  I tried a word for a day or two and then tried another.  One word from the poem keeps coming back to me.  It conjures up slices of my life, times with my mom and reminds me to see the joy in the moments around me.  One word will slow me down to appreciate and enjoy the time I have with my two teenage boys – these times feel so precious as I see them growing up and finding their own way.  One word makes me feel like I am with my mom when I say it, picture it and see it.  I found my word.


… because Mom never shied away from a good laugh.


I have a feeling it is going to be a great OLW!

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    Fran Haley
    Posted at 00:22h, 18 January Reply

    What a great word choice! You will have a richly rewarding year.

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    Annette Bay Pimentel
    Posted at 00:23h, 18 January Reply

    I lost my mom last year, too, and she has been much on my mind. Thank you for sharing the poem about your mom. And what a wonderful word for a year!

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    Melanie Meehan
    Posted at 00:33h, 18 January Reply

    You already do laugh a lot! It’s one of the ways I would describe you, and it’s one of my favorites things about you. Nothing wrong with laughing more in life, though, and I love that you are keeping your mom close.

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    anita ferreri
    Posted at 00:59h, 18 January Reply

    What a wonderful tribute to your mom and her legacy.

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    anita ferreri
    Posted at 00:59h, 18 January Reply

    What a wonderful tribute to your mom.

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    Christine Baldiga
    Posted at 02:04h, 18 January Reply

    Laughter seems hard when you are grieving yet it is most needed then! The time seems right for you. Thanks for the poem again.

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    Posted at 13:57h, 18 January Reply

    Laugh is an excellent choice. You can’t laugh without smiling first and there’s a reason It is the best medicine. It’s a wonderful tribute and and a lovely poem.

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