Comments on: shed

By: JoC

JoC — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 06:24:59 +0000

Wow! Love the imagery. I mostly avoid my hometown…and looking at photos of my permed hair. Delightful post!

By: Omaha Mama

Omaha Mama — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 22:52:12 +0000

This is such a great post. I have often wondered what it would be like if I had stayed in my hometown, or gone back to live. It would be almost exactly as you have described here about yourself. Instead, I settled down in our state’s biggest city, the one I feared as a teenager. I live two hours away and enjoy being my adult self, without the weight of my teenage self and those tin cans you described. It’s tough though, because I miss being with people who KNOW me. Whose stories are my stories. People that I don’t have to create myself for. I long for that sometimes too.

By: jen

jen — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 02:54:30 +0000

on the brink of upsidedownedness, this somehow made a lot of sense. or made me panic. or both.

By: tash

tash — Wed, 11 Feb 2009 16:44:48 +0000

I’ve often felt this, especially the last two years. And it’s not that that time of my life was especially great or wonderful — it wasn’t really — but because I want to go back for a day and have those worries. I want to worry about which pants to wear, and whether to put that mousse in my hair that turns my highlights red. I want to worry about whether I studied enough for my English exam. I want to worry about making that close connection between my poetry magazine meeting and my soccer practice. I want to worry about where when and how I’m going to find time to be alone with my boyfriend.

Just for a few hours. But big bad thing notwithstanding, I’m ok where I am, so I wouldn’t change a thing — it would just be nice to feel unfettered for a bit, to have less baggage.

By: woman in a window

woman in a window — Wed, 11 Feb 2009 16:41:10 +0000

I swear I think all the way through your posts but when I come to the end all I’m left with is…gorgeous.

By: bean-mom

bean-mom — Wed, 11 Feb 2009 04:41:10 +0000

Your writing leave me breathless, Bon.

By: pnuts mama

pnuts mama — Tue, 10 Feb 2009 23:25:30 +0000

gorgeous.

what is it about having children that sends us into journeys down memory lane? i get stuck there often, lately. could be that i am too tired to make new memories currently.

what i do really agree with you on is that save a very few things (mostly where i hurt others) i wouldn’t change a thing- b/c how could i be here now, be who i am now, knowing what i know now without being there then? a life lived regretting the past is one i can’t be living, really. learn from my mistakes and shortcomings and move forward, always forward, enjoying the here and now because of the past and with hope for the future. xo.

By: Misty

Misty — Tue, 10 Feb 2009 22:11:57 +0000

I would go back to enjoy the simplicity that was then, but that I was unaware of at the time.

Nice post.

By: Janet

Janet — Mon, 09 Feb 2009 14:42:48 +0000

So very evocative.

By: Debbie Schinker

Debbie Schinker — Mon, 09 Feb 2009 13:41:07 +0000

Here’s another vote for the brilliance of the jalopy line. (-:

“I would like, for an afternoon, to shed the years between now and 1992 just to go back and walk through that life…The day-to-day is impossible to recall in detail once the backdrop changes.”

Ah…my scrapbook albums are my walks back in time. I swear I wouldn’t remember their babyhood at all if it weren’t for those albums! I tried (and still try) to force myself to record the daily minutia that seems so rote, so routine, knowing it will seem foreign and strange just a few years from now. As a result, my albums become so much more precious over time.