The Ultimate Compliment
A neighbor's offhand compliment becomes proof I escaped my mother's script entirely. On being told you're nothing like the woman who raised you.
The Body of Evidence
Neighbors in Guatemala remember my mother as "El cuerpo." A force of nature. A woman they speak about in awe. I inherited her face. I'm trying to figure out if I also inherited the thing that broke her.
Calling It Quits
Since I joined the neighborhood council, my mother has called me less and less. Where before she would call me daily, she is now avoiding me like the plague. Or at least she was, until she got bored and decided it was time to try and feed off my energy. How do I know this? Because at 3am, when I was already asleep, I was awakened by my mother’s ringtone. And when I didn’t answer the first time, the ringer went off again, and again, until I set my phone to vibrate. The out-of-the-blue calls Her calls, when she is seeking control, are timed to disrupt my life. To control…
Premonition – The Movie I Forgot to Remember
Watching movies with my mother is annoying. Watching a movie with her where there is a husband and kids in the plot is even more so. When she was still here, I made the mistake of watching the movie Premonition with her. I, unfortunately, did not remember enough of the plot from the time I had seen before to realize it was a landmine of issues. That is how I found myself in that situation. Oh, also, spoilers ahead if you haven’t watched the movie, so whatever.
So Much to Say – Don’t Talk About It
I've been tired all week. Unusually so. I couldn't figure out why — until a phone call from La Llorona, a conversation with my BFF, and a Dave Matthews song I couldn't get out of my head told me everything I needed to know.
