Listen to Your Mother Spokane

bingsignfavMy documentarian skills are dribbling away into nothing in the face of full-fledged elementary school schedules, show production, PTG meetings, and late night bathroom cleaning.  I’m never grumpier than when I’m scrubbing toilets at 10:30 p.m.

Listen to Your Mother Spokane was pure, happy-happy, joy-joy magic once again.  Our third year together.  Elise and I had less stress, less last minute panicking, more confidence and more fun.

 

 We met these thirteen incredible women.

(Gorgeous photography by Kristina Mattson)

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We listened.

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We rehearsed.

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We signed.

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We worshiped Phaedra, stage manager extraordinaire, and Tony, the keeper of all things technical at The Bing Crosby Theater.

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We fell in love with words.

“Listen to the one who knew your worth before she knew your face.”  — Sara Smith, Behind the Words

“So, I had a starring role in this cascade of filth and mortification, and felt its bite for decades. My mother loved me, sure, but I also knew there was a back story.” — Rebecca Mack, Back Story

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“I spent my 20s avoiding baby showers the way most people would avoid a nasty stomach virus.” — Becky Ammerman, Joining the Cult

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“Remind those telling you television is evil that your kids were formula-fed, so they were doomed anyway. … Try to be the person you want to be, and know that the kids will be alright.” — Caroline Fowler, Three Ways to Have a Baby

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“The night comes.  Mothers get up and go to their children. … It never stops being important.  But it is more than that.  Sometimes it feels like life and death and mothers help us choose life.” — Jennifer Knickerbocker, Nighttime Mothering

“The hardest thing? By far the hardest thing is learning to live without him.” — Kathryn Bonnett, It IS Hard

“There is a crossroad in grief.  A point in which you can turn into fear, what ifs, and why me’s?” — Mery Smith, The Upside of Down

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“Columbus discovered America whilst searching for India. And I? I discovered that my eleven year-old daughter is becoming a woman whilst searching for kitty litter.”  — Rose Weagant, Unexpected Discoveries

“No I could not have children, but I can bless them. I can name them. And I will.”  — Becky Nappi, Blessing the Babies

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“I thought it would happen instantly and my identity would change from childless to mom overnight. Instead, my identity shifted from childless to infertile.” — Gretchen Cleveland, First Comes Love, Then Comes Marriage

“Yet, even though I don’t know what the future brings, I know this: Janie deserves nothing less than all of the love my heart has to give, and I will not withhold any of it from her for my own sake.”  — Terra Price, From Momish to Mom

“In our society we call girls like Eliza tomboys. As her mother I can tell you that most days she would simply prefer — boy. Even half, half seems like a compromise.”  — Jennifer Savage, Half Half

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“Sometimes, I think, as Mother’s we believe everything needs our strength and doing. And sometimes it absolutely does. Being a Mother is not for cowards. Still, we are not the last word on our lives.” — Karlene Arguinchona, A Way Through the Unknown

We were nervous as all hell.

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And then we put on a hell of a show.

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Photography credit – Nick Follger of Follger Photography

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Everyone should experience a standing ovation from the stage at least once in their lives.  Elise and I are unbelievably grateful to our cast, volunteers, and sponsors, to Ann Imig and the whole 24-city LTYM team, and to our audience for making this one happen.

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