A Poem for Moms

Moms, you have got to read this poem: "Things You Didn't Put on Your Resume."

Or you could listen to Garrison Keillor read it by clicking on "Listen" at the top of that page (when the RealPlayer pops up, you can advance the little time bar to 3:00, so you don't have to listen to all the day's birthday information).

Normally I read an e-mail text version of Writer's Almanac, but today I was in the car at 9:00.

So I listened.

Sniffled.

Had to swallow back the lump that was forming and squeeze-blink, so that I wouldn't mist up.

Even though I can't play one note on a violin nor have I taken the kids to Yellowstone, Joyce Sutphen captured my life.

When you find yourself in a poem filled with specifics that aren't your own, you have found the power of poetry.