Tag: childhood
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Growing Older
Years ago, my mom told me that memory is fiction. That each time we remember something, the memory is rewritten. It’s possible that she told me this in self defense, as explanation for her exaggerated stories, which are often altered within the hour of an occurrence. She likes to tell the one about the motel…
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First Impressions
At work, someone tells me I gave off the first impression of being scattered. Which is funny, because while I often announce my arrival as flustered, overwhelmed, rushed, sorry I’m late, the truth is I never thought anyone else actually viewed me this way. I don’t want to attribute blame, but in the language of…
Sophia Steffens 