Theresa Caputo may talk to dead people for a living but the Long Island Medium says that’s easy compared to the hardest job of all—being a mom.
By Rachel Naud
Theresa Caputo is standing in front of an audience of 7,000 people who are all at
the edge of their seats. They’re waiting for a message… any message. Her tiny frame is not swallowed up by the enormity of the arena; in fact, if anything,
the medium from Hicksville, N.Y. seems larger than life. She’s lifted by shoes so sparkly they resemble Dorothy’s ruby slippers in the Wizard Of Oz—if Dorothy’s shoes were on steroids, that is. Her blonde locks are coiffed high above her head, hardened with heaps of hairspray and backcombing. And let’s not forget those nails.