I felt my mother about the place. I don't think she haunts me, but I wouldn't put it past her.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I did feel when my mother died if anyone was going to haunt me it would be her. And she hasn't, so I think it is possibly the end.
There's a part of me that never felt my mother abandoned me. I always felt that she did the right thing.
I don't believe my house was haunted. I think I had an overactive imagination, and I was so convinced that those around me became convinced, too.
I realized that my mother was at the center of my work, because now that my mother is no longer there, there's nobody left.
My mother was a great bringer-up of children. My memories are of a sense of security and comfort.
I just never saw my mother in any other room but the kitchen. There were always pots going.
Mother had committed me for life. This is where I felt betrayed the most.
I think growing up in a small town, the kind of people I met in my small town, they still haunt me. I find myself writing about them over and over again.
I felt there was a lot of love in my house. And my mom was, you know, the basis of all that.
I've never felt like I was in my mother's shadow. If anything, I felt like I was in her embrace.