Reflections of a Reluctant List Maker
My mother was a fan of list-keeping. Both a hobby and an art form, she raised a simple tool for organization to a sacred practice, bringing us all closer to God.My mother lived by THE LIST, which was clamped to our harvest gold side-by-side fridge with a magnet. THE LIST was filled with items to buy, errands to run, and events to attend. I did not inherit my mother’s organizational DNA…
