In memory of Jo's mom, Doris. I only met her a few times, at coffee and on holidays and at birthday parties. As my friend's mom, though, often talked about, she existed for me as a nebulous swirl of memories and stories, a complexly loved and muddled person, beloved over time through flaws, good qualities, and intimacy. I couldn't help knowing her, because she was so important to my friend. It was clear that Doris had a deep commitment to women's rights, feminism, community, non-violence, and other things I believe in strongly. So, I'm glad I knew her in person as well as by proxy.
I donated a little bit in her name to a Boulder non-profit, Women's Wilderness. I think she would have approved... she seemed like a very "instead of flowers" person.
I donated a little bit in her name to a Boulder non-profit, Women's Wilderness. I think she would have approved... she seemed like a very "instead of flowers" person.
THank you, friend. I'm sure she would be extremely pleased and flattered that you helped.
Posted by: Jo | September 30, 2006 at 06:26 AM