our story
Built from grief, love, and a calling that wouldn't leave.
my mother, holding summer
Summers Mothers is named for two women: Summers, my mother's maiden name, and Summer, my daughter. My mother died just before Summer's first birthday, barely a year after she was born. The deepest love and the deepest grief, in the same season. My mom told me often that her only real regret was not staying home with us when we were small. She wanted to. She didn't feel like she could.
This sanctuary is, in part, my answer to her. A place so that staying close to your children isn't an isolated sentence, so that the next generation of women can choose presence and have the village they need to do it.








