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Some Kind of Prayer
Ever since the priest behind the confession screen at St Margaret’s church scolded 10 year old me because I’d miss Sunday mass a few times, I’ve had a mental block against prayers. When I got to the altar to say … Continue reading
The Window Closes
He moved out two years ago this month. After more chances than I can count, I gave up. He already had. I’d been slow to accept defeat but when I did, I prepared myself that things wouldn’t end well for him. … Continue reading
Days at the Beach
Although the calendar reads February the weather has been mild and when I leave work, the sky is still bright. Aching to move and fill my lungs with fresh air, I have been walking at the beach. Following the sidewalk … Continue reading
Hedge
There are a million things to do around my house and corner lot. This summer Molly and I focused on cathartically clearing out decades of debris from our basement and garage and ignored the ragged hedge. It went wild. Last … Continue reading
Forgetting and Remembering a War
Excavating memories of Bosnia, I stumble on buried sadness and shame. Since my husband’s death there is no one who shares this time of my life with me, no one who understands – and so I can forget. Even when … Continue reading
Carrying Air to the Lungs
I’d been thinking a lot about breath lately, trying to breath better – if you will. Which is why getting hit with bronchitis feels like some weird message from the cosmos. What do I need to pay attention to? Am … Continue reading
Tetley: Love Letter from a Reluctant Dog Owner
Neil fancied himself a Doctor Doolittle and if he had his druthers. would have made our house into a menagerie. Although I was never a cat person, he persuaded me to adopt a total of 3 in our first year … Continue reading
Wondering About Belief
As people flock to catch even a glimpse of Pope Francis during his visit to the United States, I wonder about faith. The lackadaisical religious training of my upbringing (4 years of Catholic School) is long gone but I … Continue reading
Into Every Life Some Rain Must Fall
Night is the only time the sun stops shining here in Connecticut. Summer has been perfect – unless you’re a plant or a reservoir. We need rain. Leaves rustle too crisply in the smoke scented breeze. I fill the bird … Continue reading
Hawks and a Star
Driving through the hills of Northeast Connecticut on Wednesday with my windows open, I inhale the delicious scent of country. My sadness at leaving my daughter for her Junior year at college is dwarfed by the comfort of knowing she … Continue reading