Tag: childhood
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Sacred Space Disrupted by Outsiders
Growing up on a Georgia farm, I learned that some land is sacred even to those who never named it so — and that strangers who don’t see that will always find a way to remind you why boundaries matter.
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Slipping My Restraints
The idea of “play” has always been very difficult for me, at least since I was beyond my little-girl status…maybe, what? seven? eight? By the time I was a teenager, I was being told those were the best years of my life (you know, with raging hormones, mean girls, immature boys, zits…
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Telling Secrets…Then Taking It a Step Deeper into the Grave
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree. I’m going to tell you a secret. Well, okay, it’s not really a secret—it’s just something I don’t talk about, and because I don’t generally talk about it, people assume that it’s a secret or something that I’m ashamed of. From the Bookshelf…
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The Little Differences Make the Best Memories
Christmas Past, a blur I don’t remember the ghosts of many a Christmas Past. They’re so often a blur of fast and frantic road trips, my mom’s chicken and dressing with cranberry sauce and her sweet potato pie with little marshmallows on top, my dad not speaking to anyone other than a grunt of acknowledgment…
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The Opportunity of Parenthood
It’s said that, if you have children, you get to see the world through their eyes. But it’s not so much a different perspective as a huge opportunity to rewrite your own childhood. Most people I know had terrible childhoods. It’s rare to find someone who had two loving parents–whether married or not–and made it…
