Tag: mothers
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April 17, 2007 03:34 PM EDT --
Dad used to loom, over you, because he was the man, and men were large there.
But came time, you bucked up, and looked up, at the man, larger and stronger there, and told . . . more
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April 24, 2007 02:38 PM EDT --
My ears perked up when I heard my mother mention my name to the person on the other end of the phone. Then my stomach dropped.
“Beth told Chrissy she wouldn’t be her friend anymore? Unless . . . more
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April 25, 2007 05:07 PM EDT --
Helen was uneasy all day. “Something’s wrong,” she said at dinner. When she got home at 8:30 pm, the phone rang. It was my college roommate. “Helen, Stacy was in a diving accident. . . . more
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April 09, 2007 05:20 PM EDT --
When I was seven years old, my mother dropped me at the library. She did this every Saturday morning. I was to find a book and take it home for the week.
On this particular week, I was feeling brave, . . . more
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October 03, 2007 04:42 PM EDT --
Betty woke up this morning and the air seemed different and energizing...The leaves were beginning to get flecks of gold in them, and she has to sweep them from the deck a little more. There was something . . . more
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April 21, 2007 02:16 AM EDT --
I was ten-years old. We had just moved to a small town. After my first day of school I burst out the school doors and ran to Mom’s car. By the time I reached it I was crying. . . . more
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April 21, 2007 03:03 AM EDT --
I don’t particularly like school uniforms, which I had to wear for the four years I attended a parochial elementary school. I was delivered from the uniform obligation when I transferred to public . . . more
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August 31, 2007 12:01 PM EDT --
When I was two-years-old I began sleeping with a can of tuna. Chicken of the Sea, to be exact. I had become obsessed with mermaids after watching Charo on an early 1970s variety show, dressed . . . more
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April 24, 2007 09:43 PM EDT --
The assignment is to pick a particular moment when Mom stood up for me. One? Seriously? One. Ok, I guess that narrows it down to the time frame between 1955 and 2003. It was but a fleeting moment, . . . more
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April 11, 2007 04:07 PM EDT --
My Mom stood up for me so many times that I can't recall them all. I'm sure she also stood up for me many more times than I even know about.
Three times that particular stand . . . more
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April 10, 2007 05:50 PM EDT --
Celebrate Mom for Mother's Day!
Designed to celebrate moms for Mother’s Day, Mitch Albom, the acclaimed author of “For One More Day,” along with Borders and the CBS Early Show announce . . . more
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April 17, 2007 09:02 PM EDT --
There had been few phone calls as panicked in all my life, all ten years of it, than the one I made that afternoon. My mom’s voice echoed through the receiver, and brought with it a sense of . . . more
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April 14, 2007 11:12 PM EDT --
My mom, among other things, was an avid adult league bowler; so as soon as we were old enough (I was 11 and my sister was 6 as I recall) she enrolled us in Saturday Morning League Bowling and we loved . . . more
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April 24, 2007 11:36 PM EDT --
Until March 11, 1992, I was a mommy’s little girl; a mini-Adrianne. Despite being eight years old, I was adorned in matching homemade dresses to hers. She dragged me to the salon to get the same . . . more
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April 25, 2007 02:03 PM EDT --
There are some things in life that are uncontrollable and unfair. For instance, I was born with a physical handicap. However unfair, it was nevertheless the hand I was dealt. My mother was the only . . . more
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May 14, 2007 01:40 AM EDT --
Mother's Day right, and my birthday. Okay, then how come I wound up riding a horse. My daughter's dream. Everything hurts on my body. I've been in Oklahoma for almost . . . more
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April 22, 2007 02:55 PM EDT --
“Mom, you will never believe what happened in school today.”
“What, honey?” Mom asks, putting dirty laundry into the washing machine.
“You are . . . more
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April 13, 2007 11:32 PM EDT --
Miss Jackson’s eighth grade Spanish class was torture. She didn’t teach you enough to hold a conversation, but expected you to somehow absorb the language through osmosis. Rather than play . . . more
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April 18, 2007 08:57 PM EDT --
My mother came into the world in 1930; right along with the "Great Depression". Through tears, in broken English, her father spoke of there being . . . more
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June 25, 2007 05:09 PM EDT --
Mother Power: Discover the Difference that Women have Made All Over the World is not the usual type of book that I read. I ended up reading it as a part of the reading program . . . more
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