REMEMBERING MOM

Stories That I’ve Told of the Many Faces of My Mother

Chris Raymond

1 min readMay 11, 2024

Black and white snapshots of my Mom. — The many faces of my Mom. Family photos.

Mom’s been gone for 23 years, but not forgotten. A round-up of stories that I’ve written about her.

Before my Mom was a mother

She had her own dreams

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Two photos, two marriages foretold?

Do pictures really tell a story, or do we?

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Love, Mom XXOO

#Writehere prompt: A Hallmark moment

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Mom Let Go of My Legos!

Little did she know that I’d still be playing with toys at 65

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Calamari and Ravioli, No Sugar Plums

A salute to my family’s Christmas cuisine — and a mother’s heart

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I’ll Be Home for Christmas

If only in our dreams

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The Smell of Ketchup

Mom’s waitress uniform taught me about the dignity of labor

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Spirits and the Material World

Mom’s rocking chair was more than a chair

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Two Things I Learned the Day Mom and I Broke Into Our House

And one thing I realized decades later

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The Story of Mom’s Breadmaking Fiasco

As a child, I relished seeing Mom haul out the flour and yeast. I knew that in a matter of hours, the aroma of baking…

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REMEMBERING MOM

Stories That I’ve Told of the Many Faces of My Mother

Before my Mom was a mother

She had her own dreams

Two photos, two marriages foretold?

Do pictures really tell a story, or do we?

Love, Mom XXOO

#Writehere prompt: A Hallmark moment

Mom Let Go of My Legos!

Little did she know that I’d still be playing with toys at 65

Calamari and Ravioli, No Sugar Plums

A salute to my family’s Christmas cuisine — and a mother’s heart

I’ll Be Home for Christmas

If only in our dreams

The Smell of Ketchup

Mom’s waitress uniform taught me about the dignity of labor

Spirits and the Material World

Mom’s rocking chair was more than a chair

Two Things I Learned the Day Mom and I Broke Into Our House

And one thing I realized decades later

The Story of Mom’s Breadmaking Fiasco

As a child, I relished seeing Mom haul out the flour and yeast. I knew that in a matter of hours, the aroma of baking…

Written by Chris Raymond

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