When she was little sometimes we would all take a nap together on cold Saturday afternoons. She would hold our hands as she fell asleep and when she woke up she would still be holding…
Let us speak of love. Amour. On Valentines Day I am a believer. I am all for celebrating love. I love that there is a holiday dedicated only to love. And lifelong love that you…
Winter makes us smug in the north country. We have long dark months of unrelenting cold, snow drifts taller than our cars, and that piercing cold sunshine that offers no heat. The icicles that hang…
