During our life together I spoke to my mother just about every single day. We lived thousands of miles apart for decades, but hearing her voice was an important part of my daily life. I can’t explain it–I was a grown woman, after all–but in some way my mother’s voice rooted me. Ironic, isn’t it, that motherhood wasn’t in the plan for me this life. This piece, dedicated to my mother, ran in Skirt! magazine in 2003. It’s about dialing her number, day after day. It remains one of my favorite pieces, ever.
So today, in honor of Mother’s Day and my mother, here it is again, for you. I hope you enjoy it.