Category: Family

Stories from the hearth

Life with Small

July 5 I always gain little insights into my wee self, past and present, when I’m back in the land of my birth. For example, did you know I am stubborn? I can’t count the times Small has told me so, as she did today. It seems, however, that our respective definitions of the word have little overlap. Ginna’s perspective: “Stubborn” is when your mother has a painful and unstable ankle that rolls inward, a […]

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Fireflies, Foxes & Fireworks

July 3, 2022 Greetings from Delaware. Dread pays, because the reality often ends up being less awful than what I’ve envisioned, which makes things seem better than they otherwise would. There was nary a hiccup in our journey east: an on-time flight and manageable crowds, though I was unhappily surprised at how few people in the airport and on the plane (including the guy sitting between Molly and me) were masked. The only delay was […]

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What Evil Lurks in the Heart of Me

I’m not generally an aggressive person. I also have great respect for most of the creatures that roam this planet. [Digression #1: Sure, I could do without spiders, but I know that when they’re not frenetically waggling their legs at me in nightmarish ways they serve an important purpose.* I doubt the same could be said of mosquitos or meter maids. Oh, or personal injury lawyers. Also, most of the agents at DMV counters.] [*if […]

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Ice Water

June 1, 2022: The best thing about my security cameras (when they deign to work) is the pleasure I get from learning what prowls outside my house after dark. So far, it’s been nothing sinister. Meet this 3:00 a.m. visitor to my back porch. It’s welcome to drop by any time, even without an invitation. June 2: This afternoon Ember was cocooned in her elaborate bed-fort, pondering the universe, when she called out to me: […]

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