I walked in off the street, to a yoga class billed as “Sweet Vinyassa.” It’s been a week of new…
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Good-byes
The house is so quiet. I had planned to spend the afternoon putting Christmas decorations away, vacuuming the dog hair…
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Thanksgiving
“Thanksgiving is really over,” my friend Patti wrote yesterday. “All that’s left are yams.” I know what she means. In…
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Dinner out
The year my mom turned sixty, my dad had the bright idea to whisk her off to a dental conference…
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Adulthood for Amateurs
Five years ago today, my husband and I signed the papers on the property that we now call home. I…
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Monks and memories
A month after the September 11 terrorist attacks, I drove from our house in Massachusetts up to New Hampshire to…
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