Mothers Day

I used to call it Slave Day. I refused to eat out, but one year I broiled steak and lobster for four hours straight while my boss the restaurant owner let my four-year-old son play video games in the empty bar. Years later, when I realized that he might go through his whole life a little hungry for something he couldn’t name, I apologized. “It felt like we were fighting for our lives,” I said.

This Mothers Day, I treasure my mother, who has loved me throughout the chaos of my life, my son, who loves me in spite of my failures, and my daughter-in-law, thoughtful mother to their two sons. I am glad I have come home from the war.

Name Remember

About Katherine Power

I didn’t set out to be a terrorist. As a student activist, I moved from protesting the war in Viet Nam to waging guerrilla war to overthrow the government….

Recent and Upcoming Appearances and Publications
1/15/2014 Complexity and Social Change, Occupy Radio
10/31/2013 Surrender, Oregon State University, Corvallis, OR
10/25/2013 Surrender, Taos Community Theater, Taos, NM

more »