What happens when we begin to count them? The day becomes a poem, the list a prayer, life itself a…
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Thanksgiving
Tomorrow night, for the first time in months, both our boys will be home, everyone sleeping in their own beds…
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Carrying on
It was little more than a fleeting inconvenience here, the mighty storm that stole the homes and lives and livelihoods…
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Hard lessons
I’m probably not the only person who abandons her good habits when life speeds up, or who fails to practice…
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I Want to Remember
I want to remember waking from the soft flannel nest of sleep beside my husband, pulling on warm clothes and…
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Happy birthday
He turns nineteen tomorrow. Last week, we were in Boston for a college interview. It was an opportunity for him…
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