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I received a phone call yesterday from one of my sisters. She stated her concern over what kind of material I might include in my writing project now that I have committed to a memoir. She gently reminded me that she reads my posts insinuating that I should tread lightly where her name is concerned. She also stated that I can write whatever I want about the rest of them since they won't read it anyway.
Of course, she is right about this-perhaps with one exception, maybe two. Regardless, this is hardly cause for alarm. I barely know where to begin much less do I have great designs on breaking up my (ha ha, this is funny. you'll get it later if you don't already) family.
I'm also not out to burn bridges. Relationships are tenuous enough these days. I don't so much think that we're building bridges as knocking down trees to cross a dam.
As it is, I gave her a couple flashbacks I promised to write about her and she agreed they would have to be included. There are so many moments in a lifetime, do we really narrow it down to just a few words?
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5 years ago
I like that: "knocking down trees to cross a dam".
ReplyDeleteIt's a hard line. I don't write about my husband b/c he's strangely weird about it & always finds something to object to, so it's not worth it; but that's not the purpose of my blog anyway!
Thanks, Marie. Looks like I have an edit to do :)
ReplyDeleteOh yes, I tow that line. I learned early about husbands and the internet back in my early Facebook days. He continues to opt out.
That's part of the problem with memoir. No one's life was perfect, but no one wants to admit that they made someone else's life less so. And I know the kind of things my sister and I used to get up to, and there were just two of us.
ReplyDeleteOn the occasion of a recent death in the family, my sister and I were trotting out a few memories of our youth with the deceased to our mother, and Mom was all like, I'm glad there were some things I had no knowledge of at the time! And she has nooooo idea.
Mercy, I've learned that most of those things mom just doesn't want to know.
ReplyDeleteI was very inconsiderate to my mom a few years ago and let her in on a little secret--she was sure that as I was growing up I couldn't sneak out of the apartment without her knowing. She was wrong. I didn't go into details.
I'm so sorry for your loss. I know you were close. Its good you have those memories, trouble-making or not, to remember by.