One after the other, my aunt’s husband of fifty-nine years and her three grown children spoke — about what they…
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Good-byes
The house is so quiet. I had planned to spend the afternoon putting Christmas decorations away, vacuuming the dog hair…
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Snow Day
First snow. And Gracie and I were the first ones in the woods this afternoon, breaking the trail. I was…
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Scatter darkness
If you’re lucky, life affords you a few moments when you feel as if you are exactly where you are…
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Thanksgiving
“Thanksgiving is really over,” my friend Patti wrote yesterday. “All that’s left are yams.” I know what she means. In…
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Dinner out
The year my mom turned sixty, my dad had the bright idea to whisk her off to a dental conference…
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