December 20, 2025 One day, long after I was married and had children of my own, I was at my mother’s house, cooking and doing dishes as we prepared for a family dinner. I reached into the drawer where she kept her dishcloths and towels. A scrap of multicolored terrycloth with white stitching caught my… Continue reading The Patched Dishcloth
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This Christmas
December 25, 2025 This holiday season of 2025 is the first one since Carl passed away three years ago that I didn’t long to make it be something that it can never be again. And it is okay. I was standing at the kitchen sink looking out at my neighbor’s Christmas lights when that thought… Continue reading This Christmas
Through My Eyes, Gently 