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Comment on For example by Karen Schmelzkopf

Karen Schmelzkopf — Wed, 23 May 2012 02:38:30 +0000

I lost my mother last year. If only I had the insight into the complexity of who she was to be able to find a theme to tie it together, to understand. I am forced to examine the silences to find her.
My mother was still comforting us, even the day before she died, wondering if we were too tired staying there with her.
I love this. Thank you for posting it.

Comment on For example by » Time-Wasting Tuesday Ramblings of a 20-Something Wonder Woman

» Time-Wasting Tuesday Ramblings of a 20-Something Wonder Woman — Wed, 23 May 2012 00:12:42 +0000

[...] “My mother died of femininity…” is a wonderfully written piece on the loss of a mother and the years that got her to that place. [...]

Comment on For example by veryslowwriter

veryslowwriter — Tue, 22 May 2012 05:19:08 +0000

You’re quite correct. I should not have used that word.

Comment on For example by erikagillian

erikagillian — Mon, 21 May 2012 23:38:19 +0000

She died of vanity only if you define vanity as socially enforced standards of female appearance.

Comment on For example by soniyaarya

soniyaarya — Mon, 21 May 2012 08:21:26 +0000

Very rightly said; Profound !
“I make better decisions but not different kinds of decision.” : This is something that i am going to debate with myself for a long time !!

Comment on For example by Weekly Feminist Reader

Weekly Feminist Reader — Sun, 20 May 2012 23:45:06 +0000

[...] “My mother died of femininity.” [...]

Comment on For example by Jaime

Jaime — Fri, 18 May 2012 00:31:01 +0000

I felt you trying to get your head around what it means now to look without being seen, which is heartbreaking. Loved this.

Comment on For example by veryslowwriter

veryslowwriter — Thu, 17 May 2012 22:30:09 +0000

I am a hospice volunteer. Last year, I had a client who was dying of various ailments. She confided in me that she had put off treatment because if she were hospitalized, her facial hair would soon be apparent to anyone who saw her. This was at a time when she could barely walk because her legs were so swollen.
She died in November. She would have died eventually of course but the timing was due to vanity. Not unusual.

Comment on For example by Julie Rak

Julie Rak — Thu, 17 May 2012 16:53:17 +0000

This is a profound piece about (and with) your mother. I am thinking about your idea of things as placeholders for encounters with the world. This makes the thing stay mysterious yes, but also it is a non-narrative way to understand objects and bodies (and memories) in relation. I’ll be thinking about this for awhile.

Comment on For example by Lynne Huffer

Lynne Huffer — Thu, 17 May 2012 00:38:02 +0000

gorgeous and stirring