My mother had Elizabeth Taylor's eyes only they were green instead of violet.  She also had her smile, nose, hair and almost as many husbands.  They shared a fondness for pills, a love of drama and a heart for helping others.  They were always a pair in my mind and when my mother died in 1984 it was as if Liz lived on as an extension, or a comforting parallel.  I was doing two or three things at once last night when I glanced across the room at a television I could not hear, saw the word Remembering and Elizabeth Taylor's beautiful face made up like Cleopatra.  "She died?!" I shouted to my husband, the one who keeps up with big news, then I turned away, embarrassed for tearing up over a movie star.

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Comment by Dan Djurdjevic on April 2, 2011 at 9:55pm
You have a natural story teller's voice: "They shared a fondness for pills, a love of drama..." Such simple words, conveying so much... Excellent!
Comment by bolton carley on March 30, 2011 at 7:24pm
remembering someone with honor is never embarrassing.  your comparison shows real love.  glad i could catch this on the featured list since i missed it the first time through.
Comment by Teresa on March 30, 2011 at 8:06am
@Toby ~ Love that - the "juicy" part.  I read People's tribute article to Elizabeth Taylor last night.  She really was a brat, a beautiful one.  So was my mother.  But Like Rob said - Larger than life.  Those people are unforgettable.  It's just hard to imagine them as mortals sometimes...  They make life juicy.
Comment by Toby Tucker Hecht on March 29, 2011 at 9:45pm
If Elizabeth Taylor reminded you of your mother--of course you cried.  I cry at least once a day!  Sometimes at commercials on TV.  Once I cried in front of my staff.  I just can't help it if something touches me in a certain way.  Someone once said that it shows you are juicy.
Comment by Sandy P on March 29, 2011 at 8:57pm
Awwww I'm sorry Teresa. I have moments like these often. This is beautifully written!
Comment by Ron. Lavalette on March 29, 2011 at 5:44pm
Improbable as it sounds, sometimes a Liz Taylor is more than just "merely" a Liz Taylor.  I'm sorry for your recurrent loss.  Well written. 
Comment by Stephen Torelli on March 29, 2011 at 5:04pm
Embarrassed? Crying is not a weakness, unless you run away. Many brave people weep as they take on and accomplish hugh deeds. Regardless, nice story.
Comment by Diana E. Backhouse on March 29, 2011 at 11:47am
You have such a soft heart, Teresa, that I can imagine you having many of these moments in life.
Comment by Michael Brown on March 29, 2011 at 2:06am

There have been lots of movie stars, but there was only one Liz Taylor (except for one of my favorite writers who had the same name, but that's a different story), and she was a Dame, too. I used to think there was something off-color about her having so many husbands, but apparently, she felt she had to marry the men she loved. I loved her, too. There were times in her life when her face was unbearably beautiful, and oh, those eyes!

I could see someone like you tearing up, even without making a personal connection. You, too, are beautiful.

Comment by LynnMichelle on March 28, 2011 at 10:34pm

hugs to you beautiful girl.

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