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For Auld Lang Syne, My Dears — Kerry – 1/4/2016
For Auld Lang Syne, My Dears January 4, 2016 My husband Andy asked why we bother to celebrate the New Year. Andy’s not much of a party-guy. He pointed out, “It will still be 2016 tomorrow morning even if we … Continue reading
2015: Don’t Let the Door Hit You on the Way Out — Colleen – 1/2/2016
2015: Don’t Let the Door Hit You on the Way Out 2 January 2016 The year Two Thousand Fifteen. Yeah, you were a doozy. Do we say that about every year? I should record myself, really. I think we probably … Continue reading
Tripping in My Sleep — Elaina – 12/31/2015
Tripping in My Sleep December 31, 2015 The brain is a wild and mysterious thing. Yesterday morning as I struggled to wake up, I lay in that quasi sleep state where you know you’re sleeping and dreaming, but you’re also … Continue reading
Home — Kerry – 12/28/2015
Home December 28, 2015 I write as rains pelt the roof and winkle their way into my basement in streams that engulf my ankles. The weather’s pitter-patter used to soothe me, a comforting lullaby that made me enjoy the comforts … Continue reading
Lighting the Way — Kerry -12/21/2015
Lighting the Way 21 December 2015 I have a theory. When distilled into its simplest essence, holiday decorating is about bringing light to a dark time of the year. Winter Solstice, which falls somewhere around 21 December, marks the longest … Continue reading
My Politics Don’t Define Me — Colleen – 12/19/2015
My Politics Don’t Define Me 19 December 2015 A local friend read my essay from last year about helicopter parenting, and afterward remarked that the piece had surprised her. I asked why. My politics, she said, did not jibe with … Continue reading
Chasing Rainbows at Christmas – Elaina – 12/16/15
Chasing Rainbows at Christmas- Elaina Portugal December 16, 2015 Dear Reader- As the Christmas holiday approaches, my family asks what I want. Like many people, I have a laundry list of things, but that doesn’t feel like a present to … Continue reading
Wheeling — Kerry – 12/7/15
Wheeling December 7, 2015 I am not as strong as my children, particularly my Sarah. In an attempt to understand what my girl goes through, I borrowed her wheelchair for an afternoon of shopping. Dirty hands. I wore her gloves, … Continue reading
Tiny Dancer — Colleen – 12/4/2015
Tiny Dancer 4 December 2015 She is a delicate creature, but strong as an ox in disposition and will. Her hands and feet are her father’s: long, slender, and easily hurt, yet when she applies her dancer’s discipline to them, … Continue reading
One Year of Letters 