A Memorial Day Love Story

EFairchild WASP2

Because my mother is no longer alive to ask, I try to imagine the emotions that would have been swirling through her mind as she entered Penn Station on an unknown day in early January of 1944—fear, excitement—surely she must have experienced both. It was cold then, temperatures hovered around 27 degrees—and although I don’t […]

Losing Ellie

Two Ways BYB

Losing Ellie, my husband’s mother, was one of the most difficult things our family has experienced. Nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared us for her unexpected loss of life. What I have found is emotions stay. They don’t remain at the surface the way dried blood does as a scab to the skin. No, emotional wounds are different. All that […]

Baking and Memory

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Crouched down I retrieved the binder which is beyond bursting with recipes—some clipped from newspaper, some from magazines, while others were passed on. I knew what I was looking for when I flipped the tab marked “breads” to the side. Her long-hand penmanship came into view; involuntarily I sat on the cold tile beneath the […]

Folded, Hanging and Boxed: My Closet Life

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  Whenever I purge my closet, I always imagine the results will be long-lasting. I know I’m deluding myself, but indulging in the fantasy is cheap entertainment. There are articles of clothing which, no matter how long I keep them, still aren’t my style. They are only made more pathetic by the flimsy wire hangers […]