For all kinds of reasons, and especially this year, the holidays are a mix of wonder and heartbreak, magic and stress, togetherness and loneliness. One Christmas Eve when I was young, in the house at the top of our family farm’s gravel road, my grandmother slipped from this world into the next while my cousins, […]
Read MoreI keep a calendar in my laundry room that is reserved strictly for recording little memories. It’s a practice I started a few years ago, when I was trying to pull myself out of the darkness of things not going so well. I haven’t kept one every year since then, but I’ve tried to do […]
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