Listening to the Other
We are our storiesWe think we know people, but we don’t know anyone until we know their stories.
Feeling at Home at Christmas
Because there are more calls on my limited energy, because I can’t entirely eradicate the specter of a Martha Stewart Christmas, because I want so desperately for it to be a magical season, I am more exhausted and frustrated than ever.
The Sense of an Ending
When the last child leaves, wondering if I was a good enough mother. There are no do overs.
The Shape of Absence
The mysterious relationship between a dog and a human. Do we really understand it?
Christmas Preparations: What Are We Preparing For?
We all have need and we all have abundance, and the holidays make us aware of both.

