Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Stories. Lots of Them.

In my family, we tell stories. Lots of stories. All the time. Every story evokes a certain emotion or illustrates a certain point, and every story links the teller and the listener back into the family again. Because they're all stories about our family, not fairy tales or urban myths or stuff like that.

Why do we tell them? Who knows? Maybe you can tell me. All I know is that my mother told stories all the time and I do, too. My late husband used to tell stories. My older daughter, at least, tells stories. If you know one of us, you've probably heard at least one of them.

And here they are.

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