Mom’s Cards from Beyond
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: My Amazing Mom
By Steven Friedman

What is a mom but the sunshine of our days and the north star of our nights.
~Robert Brault

In 2010, about three months before my wife died, she decided to write birthday, holiday, graduation, and wedding cards to our two children as nuggets of herself they would have to share for many years after her death. At first, she tackled the project with energy and enthusiasm. She researched what was going on in the world when she turned ten, eleven, twelve . . . eighteen, etc., so she could share with either Miguel or Maya what her life was like when she was their ages.

Because she was taking steroids and narcotics for pain, I asked her if I could be her secretary.

“No,” she insisted. “I want the kids to know what I went through, how I wrote the cards for them.” (Keep reading)