Category Archives: Mom

Twenty-Five Years Ago Today

Five years ago today, I posted this. I’m reposting it now because reasons. Mainly that I was thinking about it this morning and so I shared it with my English classes. I cried when I read it to them – not for sadness, but because my heart was leaking love for all the people in […]

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I Was Never Abandoned

My parents never left me anywhere. Once upon the late seventies, a two-car, two-family caravan mixup resulted in leaving my cousin Rebecca (not to be confused with my sister Becky or, you know, me) at Peking on Fresh Pond (a restaurant where they left the head on the fish, ack) in the environs of Boston, […]

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Journaling

I was just writing about some memories of my mom, and how they’re foggy and unreliable. And here is a list (unedited, unproofed, and possibly completely untrue) of things I’m sure I remember about my mom. Things I actually remember: She said “Dammit” once when she was mad. I laughed, but not out loud. I […]

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I Tried on a Dress.

Not that trying on a dress is something all that unusual [1], but this thing happened to me when I did it this week.   Here’s the dress, above, photo courtesy of CAbi clothing. If you can’t see it, I’ll describe it to you in my high-fashion vocabulary [2]: it was green, and silky-ish (some […]

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It’s More Stuff, at last.

Do you ever feel the need, the deep, deep NEED to be poetic or intellectual or (dare I say it?) satisfying when you write? I do feel that need, but I try to push it to the side as often as possible. So, what I’m saying is, although I could astound y’all with my reamarkability, […]

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Listen to my Voice (Guest Post by Macy Robison)

***WE HAVE A WINNER! Bethany, Congratulations. I’ll get a copy of Macy’s CD out to you right away.*** Today, we have a guest post from a wonderful friend I’ve loved since I was sixteen. (Yes. I was once sixteen. Yes. That was a very, very long time ago.) Macy went to high school with me. […]

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Gratitude Month, Day 18

Twenty-two years ago today, my mom passed away. You can read the whole story HERE. (Okay, so that’s not the whole story. But it’s the story of that day, for me.) So today I’ll tell you some reasons I’ve been grateful for my mom. She was bright. Smart, yes, but also Lit Up. She shone, […]

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Reaping the Benefits

I love the idea of gardening. My dad is a champion gardener, and I have decades-worth of weeding memories, eating the warm-tomato memories, corn-shucking-on-the-run memories, overwhelming zucchini harvest memories, and random other garden memories, including the time that snake slithered right over that foot. (It wasn’t my foot. But I remember the skin-crawl as though […]

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