The Sisters at Our Lady of Peace Retreat House in Beaverton are rolling out the red carpet to celebrate the launch of Death By Minivan, the first book by me and my friend, the brilliant artist Christy Stephens! Please join us Thursday, November 15, 2018 from 6:30-9:00 PM for appetizers, wine, an author + artist Q & A, raffle, and book signing. A signed copy of Death by Minivan makes a unique a special hostess or other holiday gift!
We look forward to celebrating with YOU!
Again, please join us this Thursday, November 15, 2018 from 6:30-9 PM at Our Lady of Peace Retreat House: 3600 SW 170th Avenue, Beaverton, OR 97003
Come when you can; stay as long as you’d like!
6:30 PM – Mixer with appetizers, wine, and fellowship
7:00 PM – Q & A with Author Heather Renshaw and Artist Christy Stephens
8:00 PM – Book Signing and Raffle
Still not sure what to think of this whole “Death By Minivan” business? Check out what others are saying in this fun video, or listen to the most recent interview I did with Mater Dei Radio.
Until next time,
Our eldest just received the Sacrament of Confirmation, and the chrism oil smeared across her teenaged forehead transported me back to when she received the same glorious-smelling oil on her bitty baby head at baptism. Incidentally, teenagers don’t tolerate their mothers huffing their sweet-smelling heads as well as infants do. Truly, truly I say to you: The days are long, yet the years are short.
Now, as a young Mom, my skin crawled whenever someone observed my spirited youngsters and felt compelled to offer this gem: “Treasure every! single! minute!” I’d force a smile and bite my tongue to keep from pelting the well-meaning stranger with a litany of grievances. Did she expect me to cherish every blow-out diaper, each sleepless night, all ear infections and colicky episodes? How about the countless tantrums and the myriad other exhausting maladies of young motherhood?
Today, comments about how full my hands are don’t irk me like they used to. When the cashier at the store is mortified that I have the audacity to mother five—FIVE!!—children and declares: “That’s too many kids!” I’m neither shocked nor angry, and I’m certainly not losing any sleep over her ridiculous opinion. Rather, I laugh heartily and ask: “Which one would you like me to take back?”
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photo credit: Marie Sylvester