To my sweet Mama,
It’s been four years since we last shared a Mother’s Day together in person. This time four years ago you were in the middle of a rigorous series of chemo treatments–treatments we discovered the following July had worked. That fall, your walking became more careful, more intentional. You had to...
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After a week in simply spring-y Georgia, I am back in Connecticut basking in the warm spring sun and watching the trees sprout out their baby green leaves. I was back in the South to go to my dear seminary friend’s wedding in Mobile (fun fact: Mobile has the oldest carnival celebrations in the US). After returning to...
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There’s lots to this story, most of which is better told in person so I can add appropriate dramatic emphasis. This story includes: the retelling of the classic horror story Dracula as a ballet, valet parking, canceled flights, a drawer (or two) of flatware, a door-chain, the feast of the transfiguration, and brief (but...
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You might not realize this, but for a Southerner snow is magic. It’s beautiful, quiet, clean. It’s also terrifying. Two nights ago, I was headed to the airport to pick up G. It was dark early–something I’ve learned is just part of Northern winters. Tangent: After the time change, my colleagues, knowing...
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