Fear as the Dark Mother of Moving

Yes, I am moving to Texas – the land of big hair and blue eyeshadow. I know, I know. But it’s my fear after spending ten of my formative years in Alabama feeling under made-up and under poufy-haired. I keep thinking about fear, fear of moving, fear of my friends forgetting me, fear of loneliness […]

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Travel by Dali

All this talk about airports has fired up my neurons. Many of my memories ping pong around the surreal experiences I have had traveling. Like being stuck at Charles De Gaulle airport in Paris. Munching on my third super croissant. Flaky, buttery, quintessentially French. Slightly panicked by the blaring French announcement possibly saying, “Trudi, this […]

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Airport Nightmares

I will admit to being scared – I am acutely frightened these days of my status as an immigrant but in truth, I have felt this way since childhood. When I was six, my mother took her two daughters from our home in Scotland to meet our ship captain father in Alabama. We flew into a […]

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