My Mother Taught Me examines motherhood in all its complexities and nuances. In this delightful volume of poetry and prose you can find mothers who were present and mothers who were absent, mothers who laughed every day and mothers who cried more often than not, mothers who raised their children all on their own and mothers who had a partner by their side. The pages are alive with the diverse mothers who gave each contributor their advice, love, and life-lessons. A great gift for the new mother or for Mother’s Day, My Mother Taught Me, is a lovely tribute to the women who raised us.
~ Christine Green, Literary Arts Columnist, christinejgreen.com
As our nation struggles to find its way in an increasingly divided political and cultural climate, perhaps the healing of our country doesn’t begin with simply listening to those with whom we disagree or trying to understand different points of view. We all know how good this sounds in theory and just how difficult it is in practice. Instead, it is my growing belief that it is mothers who can bring us together. As mothers, we are united in our wish for the best for our kids, for being good examples, for pinning our hopes on a future that offers opportunities for happiness and peace.
Sueann Wells has brought together a collection of narratives, in prose, poetry, and photography that remind us of the maternal thread that both tethered us to this earth when we were born and cut us loose into an uncertain adulthood. In My Mother Taught Me, Wells deftly weaves together disparate strands, of struggle with an alcoholic mother, of resilience learned from a working mother, of the caution to trust carefully and not with blind acceptance, to create a cohesive narrative made all the stronger and all the richer for its diversity.
Anthologies that both venerate and interrogate the maternal experience serve to bring us closer together. Sueann Wells has not only bound us together through powerful maternal narratives, she has reminded us that perhaps our best hope for an empowered future rests not with shared narratives but with an appreciation that for some, a walk in the woods may open up even the most closed among us; for others, the refusal to settle for an unripe melon may just be the start of finding one’s conviction.
~ Lisa Carley Hotaling, Editor, The Narrow Pass