My story today is about growing up and moving on.
Women often forget who they are and begin measuring life by the events of their children. In Afternoons in the Park, a young mother realizes her own childhood is sitting in a box at the bottom of her closet and her closest friend was lost to her a long time ago.
But then there was the wedding, the job changes, the big move and the smaller moves in between. And then pregnancy, childbirth and rediscovering holidays. Losing myself a bit in the process, or maybe just becoming someone new who I didn’t recognize yet. Excuses, all of them. Some a bit more valid than others.
That’s my story. Tell me one of yours.
Podcast: Play in new window | Download
Audio commentary: Afternoons in the Park
Go to any crowded park with lots of playground equipment and inevitably, you’ll hear an adult talk about what type of injury-producing playground equipment they loved when they were children. It’s like all of us who suffered broken wrists from climbing geo-domes or skinned knees from flying off merry-go-rounds or burns from metal slides cooking in the summer sun, grew up to become responsible adults who didn’t want their children harmed. But still, we hold onto the past.
Sometimes we try to hold onto our childhood friends, too, but that doesn’t always work out. This story lives between the two realms of childhood and parenthood.
For additional audio commentary on the podcast’s stories, visit us here.