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My story: Memories of Being Ticklish on a Hot Summer’s Day

My story needs three women to tell it.My story today deals with memories.

We all know that the older we get, the more our memories fail us: First kisses, the ways we spent our summer vacations and even being ticklish fade away with time. But what if your memories aren’t accurate to begin with? In today’s storytelling podcast episode Memories of Being Ticklish on a Hot Summer’s Day, a woman and her twin daughters have different ways of accessing the past and the present; each of them believes that their memories are the truth.

As an adult, are you afraid of being ticklish?

That’s my story. Tell me one of yours.

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My story: Drinking in the Daylight

My story today is about drinking.My story today is a bit darker than my usual tales, but it all comes down to choice.

Drinking in the Daylight details a world where women can choose to be mothers or have careers, but not both. Faced with that option, three generations of women explore that major decision in their lives. It’s hard enough for a woman to make the choice between career and family — never mind making it while you are still a teenager.

A woman didn’t drink when her children were home. The mothers who reached for their wine when they still had toddlers underfoot were shunned at social gatherings. When all the children reached the ripe old age of five and were safely at school for the day, that was when the liquor cabinet locks were broken open.

Listen to the story and tell me what you would choose in the comments.

That’s my story. Tell me one of yours.

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Audio commentary: Afternoons in the Park

If it is audio commentary, then why do I have to read it?Reading audio commentary makes about as much sense as smelling rainbows, but here we go.

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.

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My story: Afternoons in the Park

My story today is about growing up.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.

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Audio commentary: Her Mother’s Last Words

All audio commentary is actually written. Haha.Today’s audio commentary is a little personal. You see, I write my son letters. Sometimes it is hard, because I don’t know if he will ever want to read them. Other times, I fear what he will think of me when he does read them. But, I write them anyway, in the hopes he will understand how much I truly love him.

One day, while writing him, I started to wonder what it would be like if these letters were the only interaction he ever had with me and how that would affect him. Boom — story time.

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