Baby bear, all grown up

This is a kind of redirect, toot-your-own-horn sort of post, a placemarker to say “I wrote something, but not here…”

My personal essay about sewing with my mom, and the ways our lives have moved closer, further apart, and then closer again, about creativity and survival, about frogs and bears and wizards (I’m glad I didn’t have to choose the tags for that one) is up over at xoJane, and I’m pretty pleased about it.

Mama bear doesn’t do internet, so she may be the last one to read it, but we did have a fun time collecting pictures of little old costumed me to go with the piece.

(And up there? That’s me in a bear costume that my mom made.)

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