by Linda Stuart | May 22, 2016 | Ritual Moments
When I feel inspired to write, I will often refer to my list of potential blog topics. One of those is “Self-Love.” But every time I’d scroll past it, my inner voice would laugh–loudly. Critiquing myself is easy, but what do I know about self-love?...
by Linda Stuart | Apr 17, 2016 | Funerals, Death, and Dying, Ritual Moments
“Linda!” my mother shouted from the kitchen. “Come quickly–something’s wrong with George!” Like many eight-year-old girls, I had pleaded for a puppy (a pony would have also worked). But my Dad had brought home George instead, and it...
by Linda Stuart | Feb 10, 2016 | Ritual Moments
I heard the key rattle in the front door and bolted from the kitchen table. Cartwheeling (for real) my way down the hall to the front door, I arrived just in time to leap into his arms. My Dad was home. A self-proclaimed “Daddy’s Girl,” I have always adored him. I’m...
by Linda Stuart | Dec 24, 2015 | Marking Milestones, Ritual Moments
The festive room overflowed with friends and family as I watched my eldest son carefully light each of the 50 candles that had been bound together and adorned with sparkly silver ribbon. And all I could think was, “OMG we are going to set off the smoke alarm!” And...
by Linda Stuart | Nov 8, 2015 | Ritual Moments
The Brits are widely known for their impressive sweeping-under-the-rug skills. Especially the men. My dad is one of those men. He would argue that he doesn’t sweep anything under rugs – he just lets things go. He tried to train me on his method. “It’s easy,”...
by Linda Stuart | Oct 21, 2015 | Marking Milestones, Ritual Moments
They first appeared only 21 days before my perfect, meticulously planned wedding. The harpist was booked, the dry-ice machine rented and my ultra-puffy Sarah Duchess of York replica wedding gown fit like a royal glove. Hives. The pressure leading up to the wedding day...
