Telling the Truth

connecting the dots of my life

Tag: Girls

My Mother, My Teacher | Part 1 of 2

I’m still thinking about my confused and confusing relationships with men.  This story is about my Mother and me. It’s also about at least some of my troubling relationships with men. Read the rest of this entry »

I Don’t Do Dreams | Part 1 of 2

Fall in the 1990s.  I’m in my 50s.  A friend gives me a covered tea-cup.  It’s lovely.  When I get home I read the inscription on the cup and begin weeping.  This isn’t about me.  It’s about someone else.  I can’t even imagine my way into this approach to life. Read the rest of this entry »