A Mother’s Hands: A Gallery Of Reader’s Photos


The hands of a mother are like no other.
Filled with warmth and safety,
they are the first hands to hold us.
The first hands to dry our tears.
The first hands to touch our faces.
A mother’s hands say
“I love you”
without words.

-Lisa Goich-

In early April we opened submissions for mother/child hand-holding photos. One random winner would be featured and receive a copy of 14 Days on audio. However, once the stories and photos began coming in, I couldn’t possibly pick one to showcase. So everyone who submitted will receive an audiobook and be featured here today for Mother’s Day.

If your mother is still around and you have her hand to hold, hold it whenever you can. Take a photo for yourself so you have it with you always. Take your mom’s hand in yours and tell her how much she is loved and appreciated.

Thank you to all who submitted their personal stories and captured these priceless moments in time.

For more information on the 14 Days audiobook from Dreamscape Media, click here.

The Gallery

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Elissa Kline + Her Mother, Josine Ianco-Starrels

“My mother was born in Romania and her family fled to Israel during WW2. She’s lived in Paris, NYC and LA. She was a respected and renown art curator. She spoke 6 languages and was brilliant and tough. Last year she had a stroke at age 88. I snapped this photo soon after she came home. It was a tender moment when she reached out, almost as a child would, to hold my hand.”



Jo Schumacher + Her Mother, Liz

“Holding hands with my 91-year old mother in February 2016 while she was in the hospital for a bout of pneumonia.  She entered Hospice Care shortly after this photo was taken and died on March 5, 2016.  I miss her.  I was her advocate and caregiver, daughter and friend, art partner and goofy pal for the past 4 years of her life.  I have no regrets.”



Dana Murphy + Her Mother

“We are withdrawing life support on my mother this morning. I prayed last night for a sign that this is right and when I got up this morning a post about this book was the 1st thing in my news feed. Attached are 2 pics from my goodbye prayers yesterday.”




Kenneth Monroe Wirth + His Mother, Michelle Monroe Wirth

“She fought long and hard for twenty-eight years, but now the cancer can’t hurt her anymore.  She was the strongest and bravest woman I have ever had the privilege of knowing.  She will always be my hero.”

Michelle Monroe Wirth
April 28, 1949 – April 3, 1987 – June 4, 2015

Thank you to everyone who shared these very personal moments with us.

Love and light to you all.

Want A Signed Book, But Not Near A City I’ll Be Visiting?

BookPlateCardsFor those of you who ordered books online, or live in cities that I haven’t held events in, I’m offering free, personally signed bookplates/library pockets with a photo of my mom inserted in each. They are self-adhesive and can be attached to the inside front page of your book. If you’d like one, please email me your name and/or the name of the person you purchased the book for, and your address, and I’ll mail you a pocket. Send requests to: 14daysamemoir@gmail.com

“I wonder if my first breath was as soul-stirring to my mother as her last breath was to me.” – From “Day 14″ of 14 DAYS – A MEMOIR

Our Stuff Is Filled With the Souls of Those Who Touched It: Mourning the Loss of People and Things


We spend our lives amassing things. From the time we’re born, people bring us “stuff.” Rattles and onesies, teddy bears and tub toys, shoes we can’t even walk with yet and savings bonds for our future. As we grow older, our stuff expands to include books and knick knacks, framed photos and candles, pillows and magazines, cars and tech devices.

READ MORE at Maria Shriver.com